Blood dripped down my hands as I ducked behind a gravestone, 'I apologize for my intrusion, whoever you are.' I thought as I sat in front of the grave of someone I hoped was no longer here on earth. I sat there thinking about that afternoon. My mind began to mule over the promise I gave to Ivy, "You can run all you like Itchy Witch, but I will
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