Shapes of Words

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His body shifted again into another creature, a lion this time, but his human side was more dangerous.

Spirits and shadows hid in his eyes and reflected nightmares, his victim's shadow seemed the aggressor.

Words extended like claws and axes.

Cutting into the person's soul.

His cruelty was sharp and devouring until at last his words cut into him.

For there was no one left.

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