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EMBERLYN WOLFSONG I can tell that..... I pause in my thinking. The fact that he is currently considering me a meal. I am doomed, I swear to God. "Are these the consequences of my failure? " I mutter to myself as I tensely frown at him and attempt to contrive a kind grin in the hopes of convincing him to stop. " Is this the result of my not doing what I was meant to do?" I ask myself. Is this how everyone perceives me? Someone they can simply discard whenever they choose and use less of. I give him a hard swallow and try to push him away with my hand against his chest. I say, my voice trembling nervously, "I am so sorry. It was a sincere error that will not occur again. Please, it was not my intention. " He chuckles at my calm response, then presses his face up to my neck to snif