Devil's Disease
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Last published Fri, Jan 30, 2015
“Never believe in what they tell you. The day you do…will lead you to your doom.” The rasping voice echoed throughout her mind.
The surrounding was enveloped by darkness as she continued to stare at the blood trickling off her hand and onto the lifeless body beneath her.&amp;nbsp; The moon shone bright against the eerie dark sky.&amp;nbsp; Life was still in the dark forest, even the wind seized to exist.
Thud...the heart hit the ground,echoing through the forest. Soft humming escaped her lips as her body moved silently into the forest.&amp;nbsp; Pausing, the young woman turned and smiled as into the glassy pair of eyes…The cold familiar eyes of …
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