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snarl and close my hand around his heart and pull it back out of his chest and through the bars. While he’s still looking at me, while he’s still alive for just a few more seconds, I take his still beating heart and shove part of it in my mouth, biting down with needle sharp teeth as ravenous, monstrous hunger takes over. I make sure it’s the last thing he sees.
A Ship of Bones & Teeth
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