The Graveyard

The Graveyard

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Horror
The night was so cold, I couldn't feel my arms or legs. The rope cut into my arms, but I couldn't feel any pain. I looked up at the sky trying to see the moon, but to no avail. Then I heard something. It sounded like something was coming my way. (Under Construction) -Image is not my own.
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✥ W h e n t h e r e i s l i f e , t h e r e i s d e a t h ✥ - UNDER EDITING - It was back then at the time of the Goddesses when she was born. Death, it's an inviting word that everyone tends to avoid. To accept it is nothing but a fleeting dream for you, no one dared to embrace it. Foolish, foolish Hylians. They think so badly of it. When underlying hatred filled a certain Hylian, Darkness was created. Whoever thought that the Darkness had a past? That someone was no one else but you. When you got bored, however. You decided to have a little fun. You are a manifestation of hatred, pain, and evil. You are an entity incapable of feeling sorrow, nor joy. And most of all, love. But when you struck a wrong move, a certain man got involved in your schemes. You didn't expect it to happen. Not at all. (Link x Reader)

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