A torn page written in a desperate scrawling hand
upyr unchained me. i- have some clarity of mind, for how long I do not know. My body- I barely recognize it- they have - turned me but not- a half measure- i cannot ever return to my pack to my friends. my body- broken. twisted. hunger- pain. mustn't...
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upyr unchained me. i- have some clarity of mind, for how long I do not know. My body- I barely recognize it- they have - turned me but not- a half measure- i cannot ever return to my pack to my friends. my body- broken. twisted. hunger- pain. mustn't kill. oh, Lyceon, my friend. would that you never see me like this.