
I came from a family of spirit hunters. My grandfather taught me that fox spirits were dangerous, seductive, and must b…
I came from a family of spirit hunters. My grandfather taught me that fox spirits were dangerous, seductive, and must be killed. Then one summer night, a fox girl appeared in my room, hid in my closet, bit through my guitar strings, and cried, “It attacked me.” She was not the monster I had been warned about.
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