Bricks by Boring Bricks
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Last published Fri, Mar 25, 2016
When I was twelve years old, I had been kidnapped by a prince. He thought me things that usual twelve years old don't learn.
When I was fifteen, he puts me in a high tower and spreads rumors about a beautiful maiden waiting for someone noble to save and marry her. It worked.
But here's the real twist, I make them stay for a night and I kill them. I kill them and hide them in my closet. I paint with their blood and their hair is my paintbrush. Their flesh is my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And their screams are my source for entertainment.
I go by the name Rapunzel and they call me a Siren on land.
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