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The Moon of the Hunter

When I think of the approaching of a Full Moon in October, the Hunter’s Moon, I am filled with the memory of running and hiding, running and hiding all alone in fear of giant black-caped horsemen on great black horses pursuing me through the darkest nights and moonlit nights, searching everywhere to find and kill me. The horsemen were hunters wreaking vengeance, and still, somewhere, they ride and seek with stony hearts.

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