Night Circus
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Sep 9, 2014
The clock ticked 12.07 am.
The time where the forest was alive.
Plants and trees would rise from the ground.Branches would stretch out as if to block intruders from entering.
Monsters of the Night would walked of the trees, prepared for the party.
And there hid a human girl,
who watched the party all her life.
She believed nobody notice.
However, 3 pairs of eyes were always watching.
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