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The Hunter's Death (the blanks are her target)
"Oh excellent Lhuna, you're already here." said ___ to the slender and lovely frame leaning unconcernedly against a tree. "We went to your house, but all we found were a bunch of weapons and some dead animals with their heads displayed on your walls. Terribly odd decour, don't you think?"
Ignoring the pronounced lack of response, ___ continued to speak. "Oh good... here come more of us. Like I was saying, it's great to see you're okay. Bit quiter than usual though... And pale. Quite pale. Almost like a stuffed kill yourself!" ___ remarked with a laugh, slapping Lhuna jovially on the shoulder. Quite unexpectedly, Lhuna fell face forward onto the grass to reveal brutally torn clothes and long lines of scabbed over stitches down her bodily seams peeking out modestly from beneath. Immediately ____ suffered a massive cardiac episode and died.
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Of course, this would have been edited a bit, given whatever circumstances I felt needed to be included. I probably would have had the wolves show up at her house and then before showing anything happening, I'd continue on to morning, where her chosen prey would find the taxedermied body leaning against a tree and chat with it for awhile. This is, by far, my favorite death, even though it's still in it's rough stage, and I didn't get to use it.
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