Torn Petals
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Dec 17, 2013
Murder, oh such a beautiful thing. The glorious spread of blood, the wonderful screams. Oh how he loves it.
But, his beloved ways that he acts upon do not last for long. When it is that his name becomes known and many wish to see his destruction.
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