Anye Stories

She was born special or so she had been told, she didn't believe it. Upon her early death she found herself doing a job helping the "Tormented" a term she had fitted to those who suffered from nightmares or torments. Her job is her "torment", for it is the special job that she was assigned. She had no choice. She is in charge of emptying the dream catchers of the living. She hates it. Every night she tosses and turns and has torments of her own. No dream catcher can contain her torments. With nobody to talk to, but her quiet companion, she feels more than just alone.

Estupidos peleoneros

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