Souls Left Aflame | Book 1
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Last published Mon, Apr 8, 2024
CW/TW | Themes of heavy religion, violence/gore, abuse, mentions of manipulation, Intimacy/Sex.
A world abandoned by God, maintained by humans and spiritual creatures whom still held faith, there laid a child whom had been blessed with a gift unbeknownst to her.
Luna, a young child who was born without a soul to her name is offered a opportunity, the offer of becoming a apprentice for the Queen of Hell, an offer, a opportunity of endless power.
Would she accept this offer?
[Written by Lvnqrrr, some parts written by Sapphicashley]
Inspired by The Divine Comedy/Dante's Inferno, Paradise Lost, and FAITH: The Unholy Trinity
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She was now face to face with the woman. The woman stared into Luna's cold, gaze, her dark black eyes. They seemed to have a connection of some sort. Luna couldn't figure out what that connection was, but she knew she felt, weirdly comfortable.
The woman had brown skin only slightly lighter than the flowers dying around her. She wore a black suit that matched her hair which was trimmed to a wolf cut that ended just where her neck began.
Luna waved at the woman, and the tall and sharp woman waved back.
Her eyes were a bright shade of red and long black horns protruded from her scalp adding onto her already menacing look.
"Hello, Luna," The woman spoke.
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