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Wrists

~I was a beast; the beast they tried to hide. The beast who was better off left in a cage for all to stop and stare. They prodded, poked, examined, but never dared to open the cage and let me out. They liked me better silenced—inside—so that they wouldn’t have to deal with taming me. The cage tamed me effortlessly. So forever they’d keep me there.

Graham's mind isn't a place you'd want to venture. Elijah is ready to go that extra mile.

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