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That which you do not fear. Can’t hurt you. At least that’s what my momma used to say. I grew up on farms all around the country. Farms that my father could flip around for a profit. But this one was different. It has a grasp on us. On my family. I knew the moment my father named it “The Crow Farm,” we wouldn’t be leaving. At least… not alive. R’nan is an old place, the land much older. Stained and tainted. This house, this farm has a story to tell, and the thing telling it is Charlie. A silhouette, shrouded in mist. And if you’re not careful, and don't pay attention… Well.

"Take a deep breath... and relax. You can take it... little sister..." When I finally mastered the art of hating… someone finally started to love me. But it took me so long to realize. That I was loving her too. Maybe, not in the way she should’ve been loved. Maybe not in the way society likes. But I didn’t care. I had no voice. But she listened. I had no light, she became my guide. And when I couldn’t hear, she became my ears. But fate likes to fuck with the little guy. Kick us while we’re down. Push us until we break. And break we did.