“There were creatures out on that heath. Everyone knew to hide away in their homes before sunset, before the uncanny could come. Demons and Devils, things of nightmares and myth. Gray Trows, who walk backward, determined to kidnap the first maiden they stumble across. Silent Cù-Sìth, stealthily racing across the land, ready to devour. The Nuckelavee with its venomous breath, poisoning crops and animals alike. But none were as monstrous as the Betwixt.” “Betwixt?” she echoed. “Something between man and monster,” Finn murmured slowly, as if dredging up a long-buried memory. “My nan told stories
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