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The Beast On The Hill

The beast on the hill, stalking his prey as he stands still and all he knows is how to kill.

The prey is afraid, he gasps and screams for help as he started to feel his body tremble and his heart melt.

The beast arrives with the hunger in his eyes. He knows what he must do to get the prize. Devour the prey and show dominance with all of the power.

The prey stands there helplessly as it waits to be conquered and face the inevitable. And it knew that it was the law of the jungle. Now it was the animals who ran and stood still on the hill as the beast preyed and killed for the thrill.

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