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She was as beautiful as the reflection of the moonlight on the surface of a lake and despite the rags and her surrounding she still excluded a certain grace and charm reserved for individuals of the noblest pedigree. Her eyes becomes him in their silence, pleading, so it seemed...........but she always said two worda

HELP ME
samael always heard in his sleep
help me
the beautiful maiden always told him
Help me
if only he knew what was in store for him