Loony Luna (Horror)
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Last published Sat, Jul 19, 2014
Luna always dreamed of being a princess in a big castle, with prince charming at her side. But, you can't go chasing fairytales can you?
Blood soaked arms, blood dripping walls and monsters at every corner? Of coarse this isn't What She wanted, She didn't want to be insane either but, wishes are for dreamers right?
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