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Vivid Colors

SeptemberRose101

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Odsłon 78
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Części 4
Czas 30m

SeptemberRose101

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Colors of crimson decorated the walls, screeches of the misshaped creatures filled the hell like place, reminding those that this place was a nightmare ready to swallow you whole. How can a  simple 10 year old comprehend these horrors and find the strength to survive? How can she find the bravery and faith to fight and to keep searching for her way back home. When the evil creatures supposedly called art try relentlessly to claim the life of this young girl? Will she survive with her will, or will this horror swallow her soul.Wszelkie Prawa Zastrzeżone

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