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ramshackle


You live in a church. Where you sleep with voodoo dolls. And you won't give up the search for the ghosts in the halls. You wear sandals in the snow. And a smile that won't wash away. Can you look out the window. Without your shadow getting in the way?

THAT AXEL! He's been in everything. Everything I wear. Everything I do. My mind. My underwear. No..no..I won't go there.

We seem to be having a gender problem. Perhaps. This last week has been so..so bleak.

You see, we were on the hunt. The prowl. We were tracking down the one who, who's started this all. Of course, its been much easier to travel. Especially at night. Only, its kind of hard to sleep. Practically impossible to sleep when somebody is in her your thoughts and head.

I'm afraid Mum would think I'm mental if she saw me now. She'd say I was sick in the head. None has been easy. To walk. To fly.

Axel claims I'm the clumsy one. But it wasn't me who fell off that roof. Well, I did fall. But it was his fault.

You see, this dark creature out and about lives in a monastery. He's supposedly very Holy. One of the first to even wear a collar in these parts. So who would believe us now if we accused him of being a blood sucker.

Axel claims we're getting closer. Closer to knowing the truth. Of who he is.

But first, he's got to figure out how to get out of my body.

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