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A Thawed Heart

‘That BEAST belongs to you? That vicious animal that destroyed three of the largest dogs I’ve ever seen, belongs to YOU?"
“Isn’t she a wonder…she’s never lost a battle….and she prefers a carrot or mead afterwards instead of fresh meat ….odd..”
“Snap out of it, your dreamy and proud and barbaric!”
“Oh stop it cousin. Catherine is a sweetheart and loves me dearly, as a sister would.”
“Out with it” he said “No more tinkering with me, it insults our relationship. Start from the beginning.”
“We heard the shots and tumbled from the carriage in fascination, not fright, hoping to see the quickest life to death burial practices in Russia. Is this done all the time? If you didn’t buy a plot did you live longer? I was wondering what religion practiced this when, rounding a Mausoleum, we saw a large pile of fur with a little bundle of fur moving around on top”.
“Bears” he thought out loud, “why?”
‘They were starving and eating corpses."
“I thought you said Catherine didn’t eat meat.’
“She still prefers frozen.”

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