My feet push me forward for they understand I can no longer return to Ghyllwold Manor.
Nearing the bend I come upon a massive, uprooted oak tree. Veiled by the heavy roots, a figure emerges from the tangled growth. The face is obscured yet I know it is him.
All at once I feel both desire and terror.....
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