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January 12 - January 15, 2023
All life that is wasted must be taken.
The girl did not scream or moan, but bones are brittle, and death does not require pain.
“It takes from you, you know? This Madness. Till all that’s left is the rage of losing who you were. That’s when you attack.”
Silence. “Seen them up close?”
mention of her mentor, but she kept her gaze steady
That’s the thing about light. All you need is a touch to see the horrors lurking in the dark.