"If you hear your name called in the woods, no you didn’t. If you hear whistling at night, no you didn’t."
Knoll, "The Wailing Boggyman"
(she/it)
a cryptid that ran from a world not too kind nor too different from ours, to one where words such as "monster" and "person" hardly bears any difference from each other, nor from "neighbor" or "friend."
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