Mayla was broken. Stuck in the town she called 'home' but it's anything but. The only thing keeping her there is her father's grave. She swore to keep away from the bloody men. Never past curfew, always be in bed before lights out. Putting in earplugs to block out the screams. They loved to relish in their people's blood after nightfall. Their sickness as it is, but people wished to be as devilish. Her lover, the leader, the boy she thought was a keeper. He was her father's killer.
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