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My next one will be interesting. However, out of respect for this man, I will need his permission.

I hope you get it. I am anxious to read it.

I can’t do it.

He’s in a bad place right now and doesn’t really want to share anything. His life hasn’t turned out the way he wanted. I was a sounding board for him when I called him up. I couldn’t bring myself to ask. It wouldn’t be right for me to write about him now.

There are plenty of other stories I think that are similar to his so I’ll go that route.

It was always there, He thought. A beast beyond hunger that displayed terror in its presence. While to others it spelled doom, to him it was a comfort. After all, it took his pain whenever he felt it.

But that, is a story for another time…