THE NIGHT SKY UNDER WHICH HE HUNTED TURNED SOUR, DIFFERENT, EERIE, AS THOUGH THE SPIRITS OF EVERY CREATURE THAT HAD DIED THERE WERE CRAWLING ONCE AGAIN, PERMEATING THE HUMID AIR THAT HE COULDNT HELP BUT BREATHE
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