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It’s funny, he never gets too scared to approach despite the consistent initial caution. If anything, his fear wanes. It’s like he’s waiting for it, holding out his wrists to be bound and strung up. Nothing so poetic or obvious as baring his throat, but something more private, more knowing: sleeping with the window open, heedless of what he may be inviting in.
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For neither did the mischievous invention of men deceive us, nor an image spotted with divers colors, the painter's fruitless labor;
The sight whereof enticeth fools to lust after it, and so they desire the form of a dead image, that hath no breath.
Wisdom 15:4-5