This is the story of Dusk Nyx Nightingale. The guardian of the dark. Two years ago a God came seeking her aid. His name was Primus. He pleaded for her to save the last of his people. She agreed...this is her story. ~~~~ The dark is not something to fear. Nor should you fear what resides within the dark. The dark is merely a sanctum. A sanctum for those who have been misjudged and lost. Those that must fight to continue living. *I wrote this when I was like 14...take that as you will... Disclaimer-I own what I own!

Luna is a scared girl locked up in a asylum for no reason... well there is a reason but that problem has gone... What happens when a creepypasta shows up in the asylum and meets the scared Luna. Read and find out ^.^