Wounds turned scars
He developed a particular palate.
It wasn't for the finer things in life but rather...
Well, he stopped eating mice.
They weren't enough anymore.
All the rats and snakes I begged to keep as pets were for nothing. He tore through them all with no remorse. Just to demand more.
He demanded bigger.
So I gave him bigger.
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