3″It is cold and dark. There are the sounds of birds and insect wings, though you see neither. A light comes toward you. A figure carrying lanterns. "Keep in the light, Little Lost One." She says.
3″It is cold and dark. There are the sounds of birds and insect wings, though you see neither. A light comes toward you. A figure carrying lanterns. "Keep in the light, Little Lost One." She says.
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