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Dead Hearts
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Concluida, Has publicado dic 20, 2016
Luna is alone one night, terrified and afraid as she always was. That fear was one she had always had, and it gave no notion of leaving her any time soon. This particular night though, it felt as though those fear had spiked, and just when it had reached its climax, she had a very strange encounter. She met some rather queer spirits who called themselves Sprites. Oddly enough, her fears were eased by the meeting, and this story details all that happened between Luna and those 7 Sprites.
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Fear is all Luna Gray has known, ever since her parents abandoned her in the dark forest at age eight. Every weather change makes her jump, every noise makes her scream, and every animal that crosses her path makes her kill. All hope is gone, replaced by torment and loss. She doesn't know where home is and she doesn't know how to get back. Not that her parents would want her anyways. Now at age seventeen Luna's grown up and she's made the forest her home, but still every noise heard causes her to tense, to make her believe that she is not alone and really she isn't alone. There are creatures crawling the forest ground. Creatures that Luna can't fight off on her own. Creatures that should not even be humanly possible. She has the really bad feeling that someone or something is with her more of a fear that their is something out there watching her and waiting for her to make a bad move and sadly enough her fear of that comes true and she never saw it coming, at least not this way.