Hear the Cry of the Miserable

Hear the Cry of the Miserable

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--description under construction-- I hear things. Things that make me crazy, psychopathic, mad. Things that no one else can hear. Things that no one else can save me from. I'm not human. I'm not a demon either. I'm Eris. Eris Wither. I don't know what I am. More importantly, I don't know who I am. But there's one thing I do know. The world is falling apart. And it's all his fault. -----
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The locals had warned me that no one in their right mind would enter the North Woods alone, not unless they had a death wish. It's a good thing then that I am not in my right mind. Fear had prevented me from returning to this place for years, but the nightmares depriving me of sleep threatened to steal what little sanity I had left, leaving me with no other choice than to confront the source of my apprehension. I was tired of pretending that everything was ok. That I was ok. I needed the nightmares to stop. But in order for that to happen, I needed to uncover my lost memories. The North Woods held answers, of that much I was certain. So here I stand, ready to face my past. If only I could get my legs to move. **FIRST DRAFT - UNEDITED **

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