Taking the scalpel in hand, Astrid dove the tip into the beginning of the small bird's throat. Slowly and evenly she brought the blade cleanly and easily down the thin torso. She opened the chest cavity effortlessly, like the zipper of a infant's coat. The meloncholy beauty reminded her of something but she couldn't quite place it. Claire. It reminded her of her beautiful Claire
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