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Ongoing, First published Jul 03, 2017
The small town of Fresia  has always been your average boring small town, where the most exciting thing that happens is the yearly Samhain festival. But this year things take a turn for the worse as Mary-Susan quickly finds out, as the closer it gets to all Hallows Eve night the people begin disappearing. All clues point to the new guy in town but Mary-Susan can't help but feel like he's innocent and that the answer to problem lies closer to home than anyone would like to think. 

"It was true Mary-Susan has always dreamed of leaving the town, she just didn't want to do so in a black body bag. 'Be careful what you wish for' she thought to herself as she struggled in the arms of the masked stranger.'
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The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]