Guyute
Guyute was the ugly pig who walked on me and danced a jig that he had learned when he was six then stopped and did some other tricks
like pulling weapons from his coat and holding them against my throat he lectured me in language strange and scampered quickly out of range
I'm bouncing like a newborn elf I can't remain inside myself Guyute glances in my eyes and manages to hypnotize
me as I sleep the sleep of death he sucks from me my only breath that I had breathed since I was ten I hope this happens once again
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