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13:31, 29th March 2024 (GMT+0)

Griseldas Tale, Lions Lie

Harlow huddled in the corner, wishing he could crawl deeper into the darkness away from what he knew was coming. He had already scratched at the wall in vain until his nails were broken and bleeding, punched until his knuckles were swollen.  He had survived all the other children, and had counted it as luck in the beginning, but now - at the end - he knew what was coming and how. Would it be tomorrow? Would he have one more terrifying sleep with the claws and the fur and the blood? He didn’t know, and he was out of tears, out of energy, and almost out of time.  Harlow dozed, exhaustion taking him. He was almost asleep when he heard it, and his heart skipped a beat.  First, that wooden creaking, rhythmic, then she would begin, and he would end. Just like all the others.

She started to sing her lullaby.