Tonight is the night, thought the Taker of Faces, as she stood in the moonlit forest, mesmerized by the beauty of a noble stag drinking from a pond. Elation and anticipation filled her as she vowed to make that beauty hers, despite intrusive doubts haunting her mind. With determination, she set out to capture the stag, feeling the moment of transformation drawing near.
As the Taker attempted to capture the stag, a tense confrontation ensued, with the creature fighting back against its captor. With a mix of cunning and ferocity, the Taker used a dart to subdue the stag, reveling in her imminent success. The scene unfolded with a sense of dark jubilance, as the Taker saw her goal within reach, ready to embrace a new beginning.
After successfully subduing the stag, the Taker prepared for the transformation she had long sought. With a mix of physical exertion and inner satisfaction, she readied herself for the rebirth she believed awaited her. As she looked at her scarred hands, she envisioned shedding her old self like a chrysalis, ready to emerge in a new form of purity and beauty.
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