all my own work
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He is patient and wonders how long she can stay still on the end of her toes.
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Ah yes at last she stumbles and feels the rope tighten around her neck.
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How lonely and isolated she must feel as she struggles back onto her toes. Her torturer rubs his hands in pleasure at her efforts to maintain her life for just a few more moments.
He knows it is all to no purpose.
(There are rather a lot of these. I shall try and cut the numbers down a bit while still giving you plenty from which to choose your personal favourites.)
He knows it is all to no purpose.
(There are rather a lot of these. I shall try and cut the numbers down a bit while still giving you plenty from which to choose your personal favourites.)
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Time to get airborne. With no effort the lightweight sails into the air.
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She tries to swing herself free. Why does she think that she will escape?
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