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" ๐ก๐๐ก'๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ซ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ซ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค ๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ญ.
๐๐ซ๐ก ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฅ๐๐ฐ๐ซ'๐ฑ ๐๐ข๐ข๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ช๐ข
๐ฆ๐ซ ๐ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ด ๐ก๐๐ถ๐ฐ. "
โ ๐ก๐ข๐๐ซ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ซ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ
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January 15, 2005 โโ
Every hunter has an inciting incident. The moment that brings them into this world of supernatural horror. Often the death of a parent or loved one. The average person will come up with some logical reason why such evil exists in the world, refusing to acknowledge the truth. Those of us that become hunters, well we just can't let it go that easily. We became obsessed. Hellbent on destroying whatever carved out the cavern of pain where our hearts once belonged. And that's the reason these journals get written. To record not only what we know, but to process what we no longer understand feeling.
signed,
N. S.
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Within this section of Nocturne, I'll be recording my drafts just to get them out of my head and down on "paper". Please do not steal these ideas, this is not a plot shop (not to say it could not become that in the future) but simply a way to keep myself from going insane by all the various ideas my mind comes up with. Some of the content may be repeated from earlier drafts of this book, but with more detail and actual plot points.
Thanks and enjoy!
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