Saturday
Picture 2
Alby Mangroves's Choice: Picture 2
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All their earnest words are no better than beetles heaped upon a carcass.
They shield rotten, stinking truth under their crawling swarms, but Aro sees through them, right to the grisly bones.
Little pawns rush to prostrate themselves while he stands immobile like an ancient obelisk. He collects their obeisance beneath black wings, presenting his talons for their adoration.
Gleeful in his mania, he observes yet another piece of the puzzle enter the stage.
“Don’t be disturbed, I mean her no harm,” he croons at Edward, but it’s Bella, that sweet, blank slate, who has his attention.
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