I've known since I was a child that my family is special.
Immortals are worshiped in the hall, spirits are hidden in the kitchen stove, and an old immortal lives under the threshold.
Strange things happened constantly in the village, and others were scared out of their wits.
Only my grandmother can call upon God by raising her hand, and her soul can be appeased by opening her mouth.
Don't be afraid, we have a god in our house who will protect me and keep me safe for the rest of my life.
