"Tonight, we turn our gaze skyward-to a shadow that has haunted bridges, forests, and the edge of our imagination. Red eyes that burn like coals in the dark. Wings that cut through the night air without a sound. A figure perched on rooftops, watching, waiting. Some call him a warning; others, a curse. But all who've seen him... never forget. This is the Mothman.
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