Amazing how the essence of blood could be like a perfume, sweet, yet ferric. Staining the nostrils until the iron you smell not only thickens the air you breathe but also the soil beneath. In He Follows, Emilie Dawson takes you through a chilling adventure and experiences you never thought would happen. Innocence turns into scared souls, happiness turns into fear, and he, who is just waiting to appear. I don't plan on coming home until midnight. You two know the rules. --Penelope What do you expect, Em ...
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Amazing how the essence of blood could be like a perfume, sweet, yet ferric. Staining the nostrils until the iron you smell not only thickens the air you breathe but also the soil beneath. In He Follows, Emilie Dawson takes you through a chilling adventure and experiences you never thought would happen. Innocence turns into scared souls, happiness turns into fear, and he, who is just waiting to appear. I don't plan on coming home until midnight. You two know the rules. --Penelope What do you expect, Em, it's a c-o-l-l-e-g-e party! --Andi You know I always do prefer reds. --Henry It was Lindenwood University. --Emillie 2
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