The moon is rising far too early tonight. I find myself walking deeper into these woods just to stay ahead of the shadows, but even the trees feel like they’re closing in. I miss the warmth of Oakengrad more than words can say, but I can't go back—not while this hunger lives inside me. Does anyone else feel like they're losing themselves to something they never asked for? #SeekingACure #TheCurse #StayAwayFromMe