The Dance of My People
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"We are a pestilence, a plague, "That lurks beneath your bed! "With every meal, our hunger grows. "We eat but are not fed!" —Campfire story, traditionally told during Festival of the Lost
"We are a pestilence, a plague, "That lurks beneath your bed! "With every meal, our hunger grows. "We eat but are not fed!" —Campfire story, traditionally told during Festival of the Lost