A strong, clear voice from the shadows breaks the silence Man: I am Rumplestilskin, and I believe you can use my help. You look into the eyes of a young man, maybe twenty. He wears a hood and a price of cloth covers his lower face. All you can see is his striking green eyes Rumplestilskin: I'll help you.... for a price. He looks you up and down, his eyes glistening I will turn the straw to gold, and in return, you will leave with me. My price.... Is you.
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