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All the midnight dreams drift away,
like wisps of smoke, caught in a haunted wind, of forgotten promises. The fantasy, shattered into fragmented pieces, upon the jagged rocks, off the cliffs edge. Washed away by the tides of a bloodied moon, are the secret wishes of a lonely child. Locked away in a castle. A fortified prison of ones own design. Fear comes to light as the chambers are emptied once more. Bringing forth a new understanding of the Monster that whispers at the door...
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