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Noir: Phanes

Überraschen, his strength! I have found the father for my little soldiers who will glorify the Reich. When I saw his fine figure, tested his self-control, and heard his honest speech, I suspected he is the one. But I had to appraise his strength to be certain.

Now that I have found him, I will never leave him. Himmel will be angry, but there is no help for it. The Bete Noire doesn’t matter any more. The Zionists aren’t that easily trapped anyhow. Instead I will recruit this man to our cause. He must have Aryan blood, he is such a man among men. He will share in our destiny to conquer the earth and rule the subject races.

I see in the dressing room mirror that my nostrils are dilated. And I feel other changes too. I keep a careful calendar. This is the right day for us to come together. Think of my arms around that manly chest, and the sons we’ll have.

Oh, nein! He is going to leave. “My Proteus! My Phanes! Never go; or, if you must, take me with you!”

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