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You’ve heard the stories, the legends the elders would tell you as a young girl. You could recite them in your restless sleep and waking reality. They warned about the looming figure dressed in black cloaks, with two midnight colored horns that jut out of his head like mountain goats, roaming the tundra when the air turns bitter and sharp - looking for his next kill. You had never believed them until now. The beast’s claws cut into your neck, while your eyes roll into the back of your skull, the life leaving your body as those icy, unfeeling eyes of Krampus pierce your soul telling you that he was indeed very much alive.
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15 Nov 2021