Aubrey sat in the warmth of the fire, inattentively watching the freckles on her pale hands as they tingled under the inviting, yellow-orange gaze of the fire. She pulled her hands back to her bloodstained cardigan, the same one she had worn ever since she joined the Watchmen. She looked around in a silent mix of wonder and terror; Julia had told her about the tunnels, about everything there, about how it felt to be there. She could barely remember though; her gentle, dulcet voice rarely felt serious to Aubrey, just dreamy and melodic. Now that she was here though, Julia's bright smile felt like a distant, echoing memory fading into the overgrown darkness beyond her meager fire, leaving Aubrey to wake up from the dream of her eyes straight into the nightmare of Lily Forest.
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The darkness seemed almost like another being unto itself, such a vast, onyx-black sea that it grew a kind of sentience, an acknowledged presence like nothing she could explain. Aubrey felt her spine tingle and her skin crawl as the fire quietly crackled to its last glowing embers, leaving her in the fainter and fainter glimmer.
Aubrey felt something strange, almost painful as she gazed into the darkness; she felt connected to it, tied in a way that made her soul shudder with a dark, ominous feeling like an aching corruption in her stomach that spread its sickly roots through her very heart.
The darkness was a part of her, and it was clawing for a way out.
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A Frozen Kiss
Romance(This is pretty much deprecated, take a look at Out of the Dark, its reboot/successor) It's been a long time since most ruins from the ancients were beaten to rubble and ground down to dust, but much like the people it sought to destroy, the weapon...
