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CHAPTER LXXI
(DARK MOON)
“COMMANDMENTS.”
She whispers in a cold, eerie, yet taunting tone of her voice. Waving her fan back and forth in a calculated and graceful manner, she sits on her favorite chair where at first glance you may think that she is keeping herself warm in front of the fireplace. Yet, if you will look carefully and know her, the fire that was burning in the fireplace is not meant to keep anyone warm, but curse them by its hell’s bluish-white hue. To the place, yet rather a void she commands and where dreams are made and nightmare follows. Her very words and voice are the very rule and law anyone has the chance to choose from the options she will lay off. She draws a cunning smile as the ticking clock echoes from a far distance from her.
"The commandments.”
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