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A digital comic Panel 1 the lamb crouched over a corpse with a dagger in hand. Narinder is behind them Narinder: Lamb, I wish to speak with you. Lamb: sorry T-O-W dos. I'm a bit busy. Narinder: it's about my feelings. ALT
Panel 2 The lamb leaps up from the corpse Lamb: oh, well, she isn't going anywhere! Let's talk! ALT
Panel 3 Narinder and the lamb are sitting on a fountain side. The lamb is leaning close to Narinder. Lamb: alright! I'm all ears! What feelings did you want to talk about? ALT
With the moon behind him and a serene expression, Narinder reaches towards the viewer. Narinder: the ones I wish to discuss, well, there my feelings towards you, Lamb. ALT
Narinder's hand caresses the Lamb's cheek. Narinder: I've come to realize recently, that dispite myself, I've started to love you. The lamb: "love" as your god? ALT
Narinder holds the Lamb's face in his hands. Narinder: no, not as a god. I mean as two *people* love each other. But that is where... The conflict of interests arise. ALT
It is a close up of the side of the Lamb's face as Narinder's hand slides down it Narinder: part of my heart wants you to love me. It wants to hold and be held. Kiss and be kissed. It wants to talk to you about nothing just to enjoy each other's voices. But the other part--ALT
Narinder wraps his hands around the lambs neck. They are shocked. ALT
A close in of Narinder's face, the moon behind him and the middle of his face in ominous shadow. He growls:...wants to rip you apart. It wants you *dead* by my claws. Your skull crushed under my foot after I wrench my crown from you. It *hates* you. ALT
An extreme close of Narinder eye in profile. Narinder: and every time I see you, I can never tell... ALT
A close up of their lips close together as if to kiss. Narinder :--which--ALT
An extreme close of the Lamb's wide eyes Narinder: --feeling--ALT
The panel shows from the Lamb's nose down with Narinder's hands still on their throat. Narinder: will when out. Lamb:... Is there anything I can do to help? ALT
The camera is panned out to the view of the lamb and Narinder on the fountain. Narinder is scooting away. Narinder: no, there is not. Whether love or hate wins in the end is unknowable to you and I. The part that likes just wanted to give you a warning. That is all. Good night, my lamb. ALT
The Lamb looks forward, a hand on their throat. Lamb:... Good night, Narinder. ALT

One part does win out in the end, but the other part never fully leaves.

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