The Watcher
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On the night of Tragedy, the village was mascaraed, this is no new thing in the history of the village, in the fables the old ladies tell the young they speak of a night where the creatures of the wood come to kill. Kill they do, they remove families in the village, and they do it with brutality like you would never imagine. Me, Edith I am the watcher, for the fight I show and sprit to protect our hopes of a safe village. I am the watcher but what am I watching for?
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