𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙾𝙽𝙴

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Her body shivered as an icy breeze blew against her warm skin

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Her body shivered as an icy breeze blew against her warm skin.

She had been standing there for god knows how long.

The mud beneath her feet began to seep slowly on her toes.

With hesitation, she opened her eyes. Pools of grey they were.

The mist of her warm breath came out jagged from her plump lips.

The sound of whispers in the air caught her attention.

"Tatum."

She turned.

"Follow my voice."

Her feet began to shift against the cold dirt.

"Tatum."

She had no control over her body.

As if in trance, her legs began to move.

"Tatum."

It got louder

"Tatum."

Then it stopped. All was quiet.

The figure next to her had begun whimpering.

Hesitating, She turned. Standing there was her older sister, Selene.

Her body was covered in mud and blood.

Her dress was torn as if she were attacked by a rabid animal.

Tatum's green eyes roamed across her sister's body.

She caught the sight of two fang holes on her neck.

Her older sister's bloodied arm was pointing forward. 

She turned in the direction and gasped at the sight.

There in the distance stood a hooded figure.

Her sister began to grumble.

"Alaric. We need Alaric."

Tatum focused on her distraught sister.

Selene became louder and louder.

"ALARIC. WE NEED ALARIC."

Her brown eyes starred Tatum dead in the eye.

"I can hear voices."

Selene's body then disappeared.

"SELENE! SELENE?"

She cried.

An icy breath touched her warm neck.

She paused.

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