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Hell's Child

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Astera was born cursed, with no idea why or how. Eyes that were black as midnight and a spark of light that shined in them as her pupils; she almost resembled a black eyed child. When she smiled, her wide beautiful grin bared two razor sharp rows of fangs. Besides her....unique features, she was a normal girl; or so her parents thought. They woke up one morning with quite a surprise when they walked in their child's room...with blood on the walls.
Except for.....
There was no body, no marks on herself.
The blood had come...
From in her.
She had a quite peculiar talent.
She could summon blood at her will. 
Now it's years later... Astera has been kicked out of her house because her mother was convinced she was a demon, her father the only person who supported her and wanted to help her... so he left her with the only things he knew to giver her.... a sword for defense and her favorite teddy bear.  Now she is a wide known mass murderer. Very much different from the innocent little girl she used to be. She just doesn't know how else to express her anger and frustration from her past.... Soon, though, she finds a circus.
And a certain someone is there for her... waiting. 
To begin the show.
It just isn't who you would expect....All Rights Reserved

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The Blood On The Walls
Mon, Mar 19, 2018

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The Blood On The Walls
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