You're walking through a red forest.
And the Grass is tall.
It's just rained.
Most of the Blood has washed away.
There's a house in the distance.
Cedar and pine.
You've been there before.
You're not alone.
There is a man.
See him.
Go to him.
Know him.
Like a Memory of Tomorrow.
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Delayed Hypnosis
Can you see the parallels?
Widdershins
In a direction contrary to the usual; in the wrong direction.