Whispers Of The Void
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Ongoing5m
Last published Sat, Aug 26, 2017
She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell. Girls like her were born in a storm. They have lightning in their souls, thunder in their hearts, and chaos in their bones.
Darkness, look around and all you see is darkness, not the beautiful darkness, the dark scary one. The one that crawls up to you, and slowly kills everything you love.
If you are destined to shine, how would you do it, it seems impossible in world full of darkness.
Unless of course, you can tame the night...
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