Hollow Heathens

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A timeless and unsettling story of forbidden love. Once upon a time, there was a girl named Fallon, taken far from home shortly after her birth. A home that held more than strange traditions and bizarre superstitions. Twenty-four years later, she returned to Weeping Hollow, a town she had only heard about in tales during restless nights under a marble moon, in the dead of night, to care for her last living relative. They called her a freakshow, a ghastly thing. They said I should not go near her. Yet, there was this painful attraction to Fallon Grimaldi from which I could not escape. A nostalgic attraction, as if we had been here before. Once upon a time, there was a mysterious boy named Julian, with a curse as ancient as the centuries wrapped around his soul. He was one of the four Hollow Heathens, the dark creatures that forced the townspeople to live in fear. And the name Blackwell was stained with darkness and death. They called him a monster. Cold and empty. They said I should not go near him. Yet, there was this painful attraction to Julian Blackwell from which I could not escape. A nostalgic attraction, as if we had been here before.