Deeply etched within my being, my fire burns in constant vigil. Never again will I be taken from myself – my very being – the precious one I have finally found.
Beware the evil witch – the Old Hag of the sky, for she is the one disguised as the dark moon with conduits cast upon the earth to devour her unsuspecting prey. So keep a sharp eye when you gaze at the moon, lest your mortal soul be swallowed whole – never to be seen again.
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