Finished Folds (1—2)

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  Her mind drifted to the memory of her father teaching her the finer points of killing your prey. "See, doesn't the blood taste better when it's still warm?" he asked.

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  Wilroblor

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  2011-02-08 22:45:49

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  The kitchen smelled like India, or at least what I hoped India smells like. "Is that butter chicken?" he asked with a twinge of hunger in his voice.

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  Wilroblor

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  2011-02-08 22:42:38