Amidst the silence of the night, the facade of happiness that encompasses me dissipates. The monsters I have shackled within shriek as they thrash around; They're hungry.
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Amidst the silence of the night, the facade of happiness that encompasses me dissipates. The monsters I have shackled within shriek as they thrash around; They're hungry.
