Lament of the Grimm

The zephyr swept through the trees, rustling the branches and snow, leaving an icy chill in the air.

We trudged on through the frozen land, searching for our only source of sustenance.

Our misery was upon our eyes, shown to all.

We are the point in which others cast their hatred. We are hunted as we search. We are slain as we search.

We search for life, freedom and a soul.

Other creatures gained a soul, they gained freedom. They gained the ability to build and learn.

All we gained was the hatred of others, the disability of only one food source.

The Sentient.

So we are hated, cursed to the underworld for being all we can be.

We are Grimm.

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