An Observation made within Sam Spratt's "IX. The Monument Game" - In days of yore, the seer's voice did sing:
Blessed is the beast, consumed by humankind, Transformed to man within the feasting's ring, Yet cursed is he whom beastly jaws do bind.
For in the act, a mystic dance takes flight, Where roles reverse, and destinies entwine.
A riddle in the scrolls of ancient might, The beast becomes a man, as prophecies align.
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