The Black Rose 🥀
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"You cannot reply to the mute lady"
"Why?"
"You'll be cursed with the ill Fate of the black rose"
"How bad could it be?"
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I screamed as blood started dripping from my right shoulder, I rolled up my sleeves, just to see the rose formed there, and now for ever I am cursed for replying the mute lady.....
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