Strife
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Ongoing9m
Last published Thu, May 5, 2016
I writhed in agony as the pain spread outward from my spine. This had to be it, the very definition of anguish. I could feel it, burning cold as it twined along my spine and twisted out through my veins, ripping through me.
This was how I was going to die, the same way she did. At the hand of monsters.
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