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In the melodrama woods, under a paper-mâché moon, he was lost among the stick trees.
Believe it or not, I wasn't being sarcastic about generic fantasy there. I was trying out words, looking to see if there was an interesting story to be told in that mode. I didn't find one. But that doesn't mean it couldn't be done.
Blood Gothic.
That's a fun little fantasy house, if I do say so myself.
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