Pearl

In a world far from here, a long time ago yet far into the future, there lived a DEMURE young female.  She was a bipedal creature, with a long face, and large doe shaped eyes.  Sadly this female was owned by a SADISTIC man, so she didn't have a name.  Often times she BEMOANED her situation, with long OMINOUS chirps and clicks that her kind often made.  Her  master often kicked at her and spat at her, yelling ADAMANTLY that he had only bought her for her RESPLENDENT outer shell, which had the sheen of a mother pearl. She was tired of the abuse she suffered at the many hands of her master.  It was without regret that one night she snuck into his room and breathed out, long and low, filling the room with the NOXIOUS gas from the her poison gland.  As she heard her master's heart stop, she felt filled with relief.  Now she could pray for ABSOLUTION, and she could live out the rest of her life peacefully.  Her heart soared in her chest.  Finally, she could have a name.