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Author: Bleeding Pen
last update publish date: 2026-04-19 20:49:28

Caspian

Blood had a way of losing its meaning after a while. At first, it was sharp, metallic and loud, but now? It was just there.

On the floor, on my hands and in the air. Another body hit the ground behind me with a dull, final sound, and no one spoke,no one dared. The silence that followed wasn’t peace, it was fear, thick and suffocating, curling into every corner of the room.

I stood at the center of it, unmoving.

“Still nothing?” My voice came out low, wnd steady, but dangerous still.
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