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The lamp ᶠ ˡ ᶤ ᶜ ᵏ ᵉ ʳ ᵉ ᵈ

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The lamp ᶠ ˡ ᶤ ᶜ ᵏ ᵉ ʳ ᵉ ᵈ .
      The once illuminated room became dULL-- certainly were the witch was seated })

Her atmosphere seemed radiantly calm which was a powerful understatement .Of Course.
❝Do you prefer to give pain?..
Or to receive it ? ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᶤʳᵗ ᶜᵒᵃᵗᵉᵈ ʷᶤᵗᶜʰ ʳᵃˢᵖᵉᵈ *
Oh she'd give, Give and GIVE.
And maybe {MAYBE} the odd receiver.
She could bear it, unlike JUNE .

Her eyes BURNED + P I E R C E D the -decapitated - corpse before her; pleased from her work [ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵃʳᵗ ] .

Her eyes BURNED + P I E R C E D the -decapitated - corpse before her; pleased from her work [ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵃʳᵗ ]

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Why she's talking to a dead, shes not so sure herself ?
b o r d e n ? Most likely.

WHAT IS AN OLD WITCH TO DO ?!
Her ideas of fun had loosened- no more ideas, ideas gone .

She dipped her toes in the Blood p u d d l e beside the man's head and painted it across the wooden floor, softly sighing through her nose .

A visit !

SHE'. PAY AN ALLIE visit !
ʰᵉˡˡ, ˢʰᵉ'ᵈ ᵇᵉ ˡᵘᶜᵏʸ ᶤᶠ ˢʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵍᵉᵗ ʷᶤᵗʰᶤᶰ Ձᶜᵐ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉᵐ .

*MIST, MIST *
The lamp UN ᶠ ˡ ᶤ ᶜ ᵏ ᵉ ʳ ᵉ ᵈ .
The illumination brightening up the Crimson stained floor and walls, now that the room was without her ghastly presence .

No doubt a crime scene by morning .

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