.Hear the dead footsteps echo on the cobblestone;
windows are darkened and curtains pulled tight.
Sounds from the alley will not interrupt him,
holding the blinder under arm gripped tight.
Back at the farmhouse, something is growing,
feeding on symbols and ugly words.
Under the .
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