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What is August?and the left-behind clues of a water-spotted ceiling and that odd smell have me thinking that maybe some kind of swamp Fae is involved, but I could also be missing some major clues. Plus, who says the Devil doesn’t like to get dirty? I don’t know that entity’s motives. I just really hope everyone turns out okay! I’m slightly concerned about Aberdeen giving you random stuff to eat and drink and you needing to sleep in her house. (Especially a tea that leaves a sulfur taste in your mouth)Who knows what kind of voodoo suit she might be doing to you/your family. He frequently ran into our church services without any pants on yelling about his son who we burned. The police were unable to apprehend him and with the loss of our legal lynching rights, we turned to prayer.
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