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The Victorian Man

He put his hat upon the hanger and proceeded to captivate each and every one of us

His step made the most delightful sound has it hit the floor of the ballroom

His hand reached out and dared us all to dance with him into the darkest of that fateful night

When he breathed his words to us, the scent of his breath mingled with the many perfumes dancing above us in the air

He wore white gloves

His fingerprints would not show

But this was the man that would decieve us

He has decieved us

This was the man riding away with us in his horse drawn carriage, never to return

Our blood will stain the floor of the woods where he drew his sword

And betrayed our trust forever

The victorian man.

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