His obsequious nature disturbed me. It seemed contrived, however, I could not determine exactly if it was or not. He easily lured the girls with his touches and caresses and his sweet music. They did not listen when I warned that he was up to no good nor did they seem to care. His malevolence impressed them. It could not be him, the one we came to worship in the wilderness, he would never harm them this way. One by one, he led them away. Screams echoed through the valley but each pined for his touch and end of purity.
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