His mother had sold him, his father had died, he had six siblings that needed to be fed and this beautiful girl had promised that he would have a better life. He had believed her as she gently carried him away until he witnessed what she had done to that boy.
Now it was his turn, he had soiled himself thinking the scent would disgust her and cause her to at least kill him but she still continued to bite, to tear.
He couldn't anymore, his boy is a shell, this body no longer concerned him anymore.
He gave up, his mother sold him to save his siblings so now...at least they had a better life.
"The family has been secured, the mother has been used to make the stew, the skin of the smallest has been dried, his bone…"
While the boy listened he felt horror, his family...it seemed...
"En, meat you heard? Your mother has produced seven small lumps of meat while,
