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You can tell the figure standing in the trees has been crying. The tears leave rusty tracks down his face, like bloodstains.
Now, though, the sadness is replaced by a still sort of calm. There's the sound of breathing in the darkness. The grey skin looks almost luminous in the black.
Now, though, the sadness is replaced by a still sort of calm. There's the sound of breathing in the darkness. The grey skin looks almost luminous in the black.