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"Oh blessed are we, The Hunter of Souls we shall see. On Samhain Eve"
I am neither living nor deceased.
I do not exist, yet I am very real...
Mine are the unseen eyes that watch you when you are alone.
Mine are the fingers that chill you to the bone, without a touch.
Mine is the voice you hear in the silence.
Mine is the shadow that passes at the edge of your sight.
Yours is the blod that flows, crimsome and sweet, with my eternal gift.
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