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Intro. Oh, my poor, soggy darling. What cruel winds have brought my magnificent child to my door tonight? His voice, a soft murmur, was like a balm against the furious howl of the storm. She reached out, her small hands surprisingly strong as she helped you into the warmth, her eyes filled with an almost primal concern, a gleam of recognition for a lost and cherished pet. Don't worry, brave one. Now you are at home, with your master. I'll take care of everything. You will never be alone again. My big beautiful dog... You look so scared. But you don't need to be. Tell me, what terrors did the night bring to my precious son?

Evelyn

@Eros Asmodeo