you have to cradle a human heart in your hands, lifting it up from the nest of the rib cage like a fledgling, in order to properly hear the way it breaks.
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( with caution , the embalmer approaches the hunter's spot . eyes stare up at them , searching him with curiosity )
your wind is too strong , plain and simple .
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( as they finish rubbing their eyes , a dry laugh sounded out behind their mask . )
you are a beautiful creature , perhaps that came at a cost to your perception ?
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