The year 1817.
Eleanor's raised body stiffened. It was hard for her to breathe when his giant, hairy arms wrapped around her.
The rabbit's blood on the monster's chin dripped, and his two eyes stared at the big blue eyes decorated with heavy and thick eyelashes. He was mesmerized by seeing the sweet figure in front of him.
Eleanor's lock of hair slipped as her head drooped. She e was sure that after the little rabbit became the victim, she would become the monster's prey.
She was careful not to take her eyes off the monster's deep eyes. Just imagining how the monster pounced on her in one fell swoop made Eleonor's entire body tremble.
"Please don't hurt me. I beg you!" said Eleanor with trembling lips.
Her voice was hoarse but soft. The thoughtful expression on the monster's face slowly softened. Anger at being disturbed began to disappear. He could feel the girl's body shaking with fear.
