Tori bolted past the iron bars of the cells that lined the walls. These walls were slimy, in the process of being devoured by the creeping ivy that somehow survived the fumes of rotting food , possibly corpses , and waste. They had seen countless maniacs and murderers rot inside their prisons of metal , they held no sympathy. So despite the magic that they held within their stone , they let this girl run , and run , seeing her frantic eyes , her heaving breath. The flame of her life was burning too bright to last.
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The Silent Ones
Teen FictionIn the dark , it's easy to believe that the supernatural are possible. That your worst nightmares can and will come true. And unfortunately for tori , the sun just went down.
