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Bloodier
Both evil and good come in all forms. They might even look the same but entirely different.
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I HAVE seen what crowded ship cemeteries look like during my middle school field trip on an abandoned naval fortress to the southernmost part of the country. Never have I ever seen dead ships in the middle of an ocean—in full forested bloom at that.
We were sailing around the huddled wrecks that seemed to be four small islands connected to each other with multiple modes of tree root bridges, planks, ropes, tubes, and wires. Several ships already got in here before us and everyone seemed eager to preserve their group of preys in waiting. All of us were standing by, surveying the vicinity, with the sun rising from the eastern horizon.
The golden disc frankly burned the twelv
