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Episode 23

The trees swept her cries through the silent woods and scattered birds that nested. It echoed through the walls of the mansion and into the field. Zipporah was caught in the middle of a darkness she couldn’t comprehend once again. Her fingers bled when she tugged with death’s hand on her throat.

She felt hot tears pool through her cheeks, her voice was numb but her suffering continued. Her legs flapped and struggled to stop the pull, it did nothing for her but deepened the thorns of the hand made of wild roots into her skin. She gave up on trying to rip the hand away and dug her fingers on *ground that betrayed her.

When a heavy clash resounded through the room, she thought the surface under her was about to cave into a quake. Gritting growls attacked the walls of the room again. The ceiling was made of glass and it showed her what it saw. Her eyes, shaded with tears, caught a flash of knives in the air. Her ears heightened to the sound of shattering wood and deafening growls. The mu
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