I watch you from your village up in a tree that was more difficult to climb that I thought…the people don’t know your secret like I do when I caught a glimpse of your patterns under your sleeves while you were working. They’ll know soon enough when the blood moon comes…you won’t be able to hide them when they start to glow from the blood moon. I watch as you start to make your way out of the town to a river nearby…
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