Silver moon, turning all below it deadly; nothing is safe this time of night.
The terrified girl ran, her heart hammering out of her chest. Fear flowed through her blood like it was part of her, like no matter how far she ran, she'd never get away from it.
Panicked, she froze at the edge of the riverbank, it rushing below her. Certain death.
A deep chuckle came from behind her. "You give up, sweetheart?"
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Poetry Book 1
PoetryRandom Poetry! This is just a cute selection of them. 😊 They're not necessarily in any particular order, they're just in the order of randomness! So *warning*: the emotions WILL fluctuate a lot!! And also *warning* possible profanity. STARTED: Marc...
