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Random mermaid
All men all have their hells. Some are forged from the world around them, some form nightmares that never come, carried with with them to the ends of the world. Live through them, and everything changes. Live through them, and they're never the same. Live through them, and sometimes, sometimes they make men strong.
Every Halloween, my mom would send me to the dead pile to get bones to scatter around the yard for decorations. I never really realized it was weird that we had things called 'dead piles', but there you go.