All Affirmative Slave Girls: Ten Minutes a Time 1000 Lynn

In the room, the magnificent men came in.

The men frown when they see the girl rolling on the floor. I picked up the rope saying why it should have been hanging, and I tongued it when I saw the incision rot.

Down there is a mid teenage girl. Given your age and gender, you're tall. She is now frustrated, but when she was healthy, she was an attractive girl with smooth hands and feet. When the village was at peace, he was flattered that in a few more years he would become a sawdust beauty.

But the girl didn't have one leg.

The incision was tied with rope and the cloth was wrapped around it. They stopped the bleeding with rotten, chopped rope and the hem of their own monastic clothes. It's a painful procedure that's not even a cure, and if you let it go, you'll rot out of your wound and die.

The girl was still alive.

It should be said that her cheeks swelled and her jaw was rising and falling. You're chewing something in your mouth.

Seeing it, one man lifted blood up his head.

"Whoa, what are you eating!!

A fiercely elevated man kicks a girl in the cheek. Now in this village, a slice of bread is heavier than a man's life. The air is spreading that no one complains about hitting and killing people who have hidden food or who have stolen it.

What came out of the girl's mouth by the impact of the beating made a hard noise as she jumped on the floor.

It was a stone.

The girl was eating stones.

"Yeah."

If you look closely, your teeth are melting. It must be because he was biting the stone. To deceive your hunger, or have you gone crazy enough for the stone to look like bread? She kept eating the stones that were rolling on the floor.

"Oh, oh..."

A hand stretched out loose never reached the stone.

A man kicked a stone in the face. Plus, the heel of a man in shoes makes a girl's hand stomp.

"Don't move. We're gonna kill this place next?

Step on your hands as you threaten.

I didn't think he was still alive, but we're going to dismantle him soon anyway. Two men here do the part. Neither was sane. All sane human beings died a long time ago.

"Ahhhhhhh!

A girl, all of a sudden, started screaming. Perseverance tries to reach for the stone the man kicked in. One foot is gone and he's trampled on his hand, and more importantly, he's dying because he sees it, but he tries to crawl in search of a stone that's gone half frenzied and spit out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Ugh!

"Huh."

The man broke a passage of the Bible that was on his desk and stuffed it in the girl's mouth.

It's like having a bite. No, it's much worse than that. I also stuffed it in the back of my throat so hard to breathe. You can't even speak, the girl's voice interrupts. The other man frowned at the way he was treated so abusively.

"Don't. Don't make me eat anything too weird."

"Nice, nothing. Trying to eat a stone, this guy."

The man who kicked the girl in the ass spits and throws it away.

The spitting and discarding spit hit the girl's cheek. The girl was ticklish and immobile. He also seems to be losing his temper to soak up the spit he was throwing up. Or maybe he died stuffed with paper in his mouth.

"Damn, it's about time the parents and the kids drooled greatly, and this is what happens when they have to. Anyway, I don't know what's in his mouth anymore. What's wrong with being stuck in pieces of paper?"

"It's not good. What if this guy swallows paper? You're going into our bellies later, aren't you? If you were eating something weird, you'd feel good."

In the end, that's what stopped one man from doing. These two have lost so much goodness to famine.

A man convinced that what they said made sense also noticed that he was trying to take the paper out of his mouth.

For some reason, the pieces of paper in the divine scripture that were supposed to have been stuffed in the girl's mouth had disappeared.

I do my gaze around, but I don't see any pieces of paper. Suppose you spit it out, it should be scattered all over the floor. It's odd that I don't see it at all.

Did you really eat that? It was when the man frowned.

"There is no God"

"Ah?"

Strangely well kept, an inorganic voice sounded.

"There is no God in this world, already. God does not engage in raw sales that are more productive than greedy. Because God's pinched world was a litter of sand, a drop of tears that fell zero over the Lord."

The other man also turns a much blurred gaze.

"The Divine Scripture answered the lamentation of men as to why the Lord would not save more than a few, because of their original sins"

The girl speaks of the interpretation of the divine scriptures in a hard and unamoving way. Preach reason too clearly for a dying human voice.

"Man was God's made mud. The world was a mud made of a handful of sand and teardrops of Shizukuishi spilled over God. It is the world of mud that originally did not take anything away from it, did not hurt anything, and could not hurt anything, that God created the world"

"What are you talking about, this guy?"

"But foolishly distorted God's grace, and an object began to move with desire became an animal"

A man pinches his mouth, but the girl's voice never stops. Finally, I looked at her face wondering if she had gone crazy, and I noticed one crack.

The body of the girl who was falling was obviously getting smaller.

"I was not satisfied with the mould that God had pinched, and I devoured the plants, and similarly crushed the animals, swallowed them, and filled them with greed. It was too ugly to take away the greed of those who changed from flesh than things, the grace of God. Originally, obscenity spread beyond what God had created as a quiet world. It is activity that lives and lives, but sins. Physiology, reproduction, life, life. they are already sins in themselves"

I'm falling down, so I'm late to notice, but my chest is flattened, my hands and feet are shrunk, and the girl, who was my daughter about her age, is the height of a young child. Now, only the girl's face hasn't changed.

What, this is... The men's thoughts turned white.

Just, the girl's eyeball moved.

"Being raw is synonymous with being an already original sinner. Neither can the death of life save us from the end of corruption. It is the end of those who are not, and reason that is not even punishment. There can be no forgiveness in the world without judgment, but God's teachings were left behind."

The girl, she got up. It was an odd way to stand without the feeling of gravity, as if it had been hoisted with thread from the top of his head.

"Yes, in this world, there is a divine scripture"

Soon, I had legs that were supposed to be gone. The men didn't know what it meant. Why, my thoughts were solidified by the confusion. To grow legs, I hadn't even thought about the whole girl shrinking, as if I had brought other body parts.

As if, wearing a missing mud doll, she had recreated it into the shape of a person, the girl was reclaiming the shape of a person.

"Kneel."

It was disobedient, a solemn voice.

When I looked into her eyes, the men were frightened. I was drawing a line with the girl who was dying earlier. In her eyes, there is no anger that has been cut out of her body. There is no resentment for the irrationality that came down on me. Without despair for this world there was no hope, it was far more inhuman than an intent to kill packed with resentment.

"Pray wholeheartedly and offer the faith that shreds you"

I gave the directive not to punish it. Because she knows she has no right to judge people herself. To people, people can't judge. That's why no matter how stupid a person is, she forgives and gives.

Faith and prayer.

Give the sinner the forgiveness of only two people left behind.

"Don't be afraid. Suffering is a process for spitting out residues. There is no need for meat in men, as long as there is a whisper faith"

Just to get them back to people.

"People just, that's all they need"

She proclaimed her faith.