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My whole being was astonished. I could hear myself making noises like an animal, and my legs were shaking uncontrollably not that I was trying to control them , and my hands were gripping down so hard over my face that I left fingernail divots in my own skull. You are. I shall eat every shred of you. But boy, you taste good. It was a kind of slow wrestling, they were knitting each other into a loose slipping knot.

I do feel that I lost the ability to see and hear for a while, and that something might have short-circuited in my brain — something that has probably never been fully fixed since.

My whole being was astonished. I could hear myself making noises like an animal, and my legs were shaking uncontrollably not that I was trying to control them , and my hands were gripping down so hard over my face that I left fingernail divots in my own skull.

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