C O P Y R I G H T

From Blue Moon, the Bakunawa's tale.

Watching over her became a habit, which in turn became a need.

Desire has gripped my heart, though it was forbidden.

Greed has sprouted in me.

I began to want.

...

Therefore, I shall recant: there was something more to these humans. There was beauty in their existence. There was love in their being.

Eternity granted me something precious.

I loved and was loved in return.

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