Momma always said to stay within the light, not to set foot in the darkness beyond the illumination of our dwelling. It left me such a small space in which to play. I listened to her commandment for so many years, wondering: “How bad could it really be?” But then I let my curiosity overwhelm me, and I stepped through that gossamer boundary. Why didn’t I stay within the village? The horrible yarns people spun were true. Why didn’t I believe? Now I know the truth and I can’t go back. It’s far worse than I ever could have imagined.

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