Fragments of time fade into darkness as the innocent are sacrificed as blood is spilt. Innocence, just a simple whisper drifting in the soft summer breeze, no one believes in a hopeful future, as we remain trapped in the past. Even though we may still be human we are left behind, cursed to live in a world dipped in blood. Sometimes there are those who dream of a new world. One filled with peace and happiness. Maybe one day those people will bring these hazy dreams into reality. However no matter how hard one may try, there will always be something that tears them down, until their nothing but a distant memory drifting away in the whispers of our Darkest desires.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNDDMkdJc8f
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The wind blew restlessly against the trees. The smell of blood swept through the delicate landscape. A storm was brewing, one that could take many lives. The girl stood tall over her pray, licking the blood of her hand. The once human figure lay beneath her, drained a lifeless. The light had left his eyes forever, never to awaken from his slumber. He had been unfortunate to stumble upon her, the pure girl with a beautiful face, only to become pray of her twisted fangs. She had no regrets; it was her joy to torture mindless humans. The wind blew through her silver hair as she began to laugh. Another battle was about to begin, another exiting turn of events. She turned away from her pray with a wicked smile. The world came to a stop as the wind blew furiously against the gentle river.208Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡejGKtxx1R1
The girl looked up to the clouds above her. "Not long now" she laughed, her eyes glowing red like the velvet moon.
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