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1 | The sound of the knife cleaving against night, | Alliteration | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
2 | Had brought the ringing of it chopping flesh, | Onomatopoeia | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
3 | Almost wurst–the butcher had felled its boar, | Pun | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
4 | Gored a jolly Joe finding their demise, | Internal Rhyme | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
5 | –”Um–Excuse me,” A voice rang out and mused, | Dialogue | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
6 | The action halt; eyes peering over brow, | Enjambment | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
7 | Fingers clutched tight on the handle of cleave, | Imagery | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
8 | “Need meat–I’m here to purchase some damn meat.” | Repetition | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
9 | The person had quickly said–eyes flitting, | Caesura | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
10 | The shop clinical, a rigid cold front: | Metaphor | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
11 | Nestled in the back outside of shelves of flesh, | Personification | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
12 | Came the view of a few animal heads– | Visual Imagery | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
13 | Vivisection, and some others intact– | Juxtaposition | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
14 | Decapitated, surely–though for stew. | Irony | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
15 | The boar from befores’ untouched, waiting, | Enjambment | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
16 | Though its bones broken and pulled–lie in fire, | Imagery | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
17 | The fat arranged ‘round the bones as it burned. | Assonance | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
18 | An odd sight–khernip sitting atop stern, | Juxtaposition | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
19 | The man, he pointed and made his due choice: | Direct Address | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
20 | “I’ll take that one—” He quickly said, “Right there.” | Anaphora | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
21 | “No, no.” The Butcher retorted as fast, | Dialogue | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
22 | “That’s not for sale.” It’s personage of love. | Metaphor | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
23 | The persons’ eyes had narrowed by thought, | Suspense | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
24 | He found it odd that the seller won’t sell, | Irony | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
25 | Verily, he wanted something so fresh, | Alliteration | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
26 | For a delicious stew as he’d camped soon. | Synecdoche | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
27 | His eyes twinkled as he’d garnered an odd thought, | Personification | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
28 | He turns around and waves a person near, | Foreshadowing | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
29 | And soon, in view, came a young girl–a teen. | In media res | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
30 | She’d looked around before stepping in line, | Simile | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
31 | With him–her father and their eyes had met. | Shock | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
32 | She’d glanced in the back and her heart struck fear: | Imagery | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
33 | Her view of the animal heads came near– | Internal Rhyme | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
34 | For a moment, her voice struggled with sound. | Consonance | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
35 | Until she was able to voice her mind. | Suspense | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
36 | Her tongue touched the inner meat of her lip, | Synecdoche | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
37 | Slightly biting down, noting from a-head. | Metaphor | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
38 | “What did you need, Pa?” She had asked instead, | Dialogue | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
39 | Her eyes still focused on the heads ahead. | Focused Imagery | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
40 | “Our dear butcher, won’t relent–I want that, | Characterization | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
41 | That head of meat with the white mark on it,” | Visual Imagery | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
42 | The father said and looked to the butcher, | Direct Address | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
43 | “What say you, my girl–asunder it n’ stew?” | Colloquialism | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
44 | As she processed his words–her mind did stew. | Pun | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
45 | In the back–hung a cow, flayed and quite drained, | Juxtaposition | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
46 | On shelves stood the heads–eyes opal or black. | Visual Imagery, Simile | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
47 | Staring soullessly with a milky glare, | Personification | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
48 | Then there was that black boar with a white mark– | Unique Detail | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
49 | Her heart raced into her throat as if she’d choked. | Hyperbole | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
50 | “The one with the mark, how’d that come about?” | Inquisitive | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
51 | Her words turned intents on another track, | Metaphor | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
52 | Backwards did the feather step, allowing, | Personification | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
53 | “It was never supposed to be slain, not yet; explain? | Anaphora, Allusion, Enjambment | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
54 | How’d this come? What has happened to the meat?” | Direct Address | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
55 | She repeated herself once more, with a certain ire, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
56 | The daughters question had aroused different desire, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
57 | In the father as his lips shifted a grin, | Personifiction | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
58 | He glanced at the meat–then again, did he repeat. | Repetition | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
59 | Not in words but in action his heart skipped in reaction. | Personifiction | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
60 | “Don’t worry about that,” The butcher had spoke: | Direct Address | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
61 | His eyes assessing the situation, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
62 | He breathed deep. A quick stratagem in mind, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
63 | His lips parted–She’d interjected, “No.” | Direct Address | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
64 | “Whatever words you speak–Won’t be enough.” | Direct Address | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
65 | The Butcher sighed–finally loud this time, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
66 | The Butcher hadn’t seen–this young one from time, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
67 | The Butcher did gleam–what her words had meant, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
68 | The Butcher did know–the words hard to show, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
69 | The Butcher couldn’t do much–the truth was scarce. | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
70 | “I can’t explain why.” The Butcher slipped up. | Direct Address | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
71 | The Father found this odd–quite quaint to say, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
72 | “Whatever do you mean, my dear meat slayer?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
73 | “Is the contents foul–did you leave it out?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
74 | “Or is it parasitic– eggs buried in it?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
75 | “Is it not what you say–something longer in play?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
76 | “Or is it simply too exquisite–and you can’t part with it?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
77 | “Does the price cost the value of a life–you think I won’t pay the price?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
78 | “Or do you simply not like us–so you simply won’t purvey us?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
79 | The Father had interrogated the butcher–words like bullets. | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
80 | “Why would you say that?!” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
81 | “We don’t know what happened!” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
82 | “There was an accident. It's being corrected.” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
83 | “--Corrected. How so?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
84 | “Well… I can’t tell you trade secrets.” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
85 | “It’s bad luck to sell tainted meat.” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
86 | “You have a khernip.” She’d pointed out. | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
87 | “I mean–yes–but not for that.” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
88 | The father had a certain craving–an inkling, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
89 | Though would it truly be so bad, in pork so long? | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
90 | His thoughts were wrong but in a way right, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
91 | By god–he hoped, he would sway the meat merchant, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
92 | Perchance, it's right–yet a chance for shakes–if so? | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
93 | Would he though? Tell his daughter? No, no. | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
94 | “I’ll pay you enough for it, should that suffice, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
95 | If not, surely, you would use my daughter ‘round the shop?” | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
96 | Though little he knew–again, right but wrong– | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
97 | Her father had persisted driven mad by the thought, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
98 | Until no more–the Butcher turned and went in back, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
99 | A sudden estranged exhale and the Father slumped. | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |
100 | His words were getting too sick–too deranged, | null | Person | Betrayal | Limerence | Datorien Anderson | null |