There was once a hunter who made a terrible mistake.
Neighbours need to know when to keep to themselves, if you know what I mean.
The messengers come like the stars.
Every night he hears the songs from the apartment beside him.
In the center of the island, strange creatures go about their horrible ways.
The lambana knew this would end badly if she didn’t follow proper procedure.
The magic flows through the man, and so does his anger.
Every nightmare I have is the same.