In the time of the Equinox, as the moon ran red. I was born in a grave. Where my Mother lay dead. I crawled from the pit, as the church bell tolled. Her demons cling to me. Like maggots on my soul. Though I am near. To me you are far. From me you can not hide. For I know where you are!
Reason for writing:
It was a gift from Bellerphon in return for my allegience.
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