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The Spring [Rain Ghoul]
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Cerelia was walking the halls of the Ministry, like she did every night. It was peaceful. Silent. The only noise that could be heard was her Mary Jane's clicking against the cold floor. As she walked, her gaze laid upon the stained glass windows that lined the hallways. The moonlight shining through the beautiful stained colored glass. Cerelia stopped at one of the windows, sitting down on the sill. Her finger unintentionally tracing the patterns on the glass. She took a deep breath, feeling the cold air flow inside her. Cerelia's brown eyes glowing in the moonlight as she looked out into the ministry courtyard...
Author: I do not know where this story is going, it's more of a thing i decided to do out of boredom. I also do NOT own any of these characters except my OC.
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