I have my finger on your chin, you are chained and covering your body. You are in rags, not to mention covered in dirt, your eyes sparkle as I look into them "Thus ones a pretty little thing, or dare I say amusing, they are soaled" (Background character: the man who is trying to sell you..."Sir, if you do not fancy them, I'll find another") "No, I think...I'll take this one,"~
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