Allip

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“In the corner of Garner’s barn, where a frayed rope hung from the rafters, I could see a cloud of tattered rags twist and float. Rags… or were they shadows? I cannot say. Sighs, words, sobs rustled through the darkness. In a rush, the thing in the corner came at me, gibbering. I heard Allyk and Rosanna shout, but faintly as my world filled with onrushing blackness, the touch of rotten cloth and the shade’s cold cries.

“I hear it still…”

—Journal of Thomasson, Dementlieuse farmer