I see faeries where ever I go. They're stalking me. They come up and smell my hair, stroke my skin. I can feel their touch, and I can see them touch me. Its so hard to walk around uigizaji like I dont see this stuff, but I do. I pretend that I don't see faeries, and I've stayed out of trouble for a long time, but still its getting harder. And there's a faerie that ahs been watching me for a while. I'm walking down the street, I'm on my way to Seth's, when I see him behind me. I walk into a crowded comic store, hoping I'm safe, but he follows me in. He is beautiful, but he's a faerie, and I know...
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