She took out my teeth. I tried to think about nice things like little flowers... It didn't work. I cryed so much they had to put compresses on my eyes.
As I'm illustrating a book about middle ages, I thought "How lucky, let's inspire from this !" And I remembered torture scenes I saw in my doc.
Finally I nearly didn't feel anything during the operation. Let's say "a tooth for a tooth" is a bit too much, my dear ! Thanks to my dentist who managed it straight away besides my crocodile tears...
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