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some point, you took a step, and you were simply there, and you would not see the difference between it and the true woods, and you would never take another step that led you back home.
What they breathed out was inattention, and inattention meant disaster.
Monsters, the children of monsters. But innocent. You do not inherit what you are born to; and you do not inherit your own theft. Their innocence will not save them from harm. And it has not. Still it must be remembered.
