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Light Years.
Chapter 10 Bellerophon Black III was a happy
boy.
Not that he was ever happy in the
way that others boys were.
In fact, the very first moment of
happiness that Bellerophon could actually remember dated from the age of four
when he'd slowly pulled the legs off a cricket that had been jumping harmlessly
around grandma's back yard.
And from there on it had been a
swift progress through inflicting whatever pain he could on reptiles, then
various small mammals, then his neighbours cat, then his neighbour's dog and
ultimately his neighbour himself (who chose not to report the matter to the
authorities after Bellerophon had threatened to expose his somewhat specialised
interest in rubber to his employers the Boy Scouts of America).
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