the cliff

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Her heart was cruel and hard her mind set and focused. She was cruel on the out side but few had seen the evil in her heart

The wind blew strong on the cliff that fateful night. Anne's hair whipped around her face. Cutting already scarred cheeks and painting the wind red and black. She just smiled a wispered beneath her breath "your time will come my dear. Your time will come"
"I know"a hidden voice giggled back."but why must I wait my teeth grow hungry and my paws violent. You promised me freedom and did yet you give me a cage and nothing"
"The world isn't ready for you a couple more hours and you could run as far a you wish." Anne said calmly without turning her head.
Click, Click goes the clock in the tower
Click, click goes the knife on the wall

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