Day 8 - The Awakening

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Yearning for blood from her slumber she stirs, her nostrils flare with the intake of air, dilated eyes tremble when struck by the life-giving moonlight, her fingers point toward the stars.

Yearning for blood from her slumber she stirs, her nostrils flare with the intake of air, dilated eyes tremble when struck by the life-giving moonlight, her fingers point toward the stars

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