(0) As the moon crept away from the clouds, a lugubrious howl filled the sound of the night in the dead wood forest. A shadowy figure, Crept away from the damp foliage and the muddy pond. Each step it took was with caution, looking around to see if someone was out there. (Hal Johnasen, Age 13 to 18, 02.06.2019 02:19:36, 20196221936)
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