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Full Moon Fear
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Ongoing, First published Nov 28, 2017
Mature
Blood now stains the walls of the room, covering the curtains, crawling over the shattered windows, taking away from the beauty that once thrived, pushing back the shadows, but finally gave in. And all because of her. Why does she do this? I ask her once, she responded saying that revenge is a bittersweet thing. What does that mean? Why does she through love all away just for killing, hearing the victim's terror filled cry, seeing their blood on her hands just makes her smile. 
Maybe I can help her see the light in love. 
Will it work or will she kill us all before we stand a chance, saying, "Well, revenge is a birttersweet thing."

"Can't you tell?"

(WARNING: Gore and violence)
(May include strong language)
(Not suitable for readers under 13-under)
(Don't steal my artwork)
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