White Whispers
But who was daring enough to fall in love with her?
Rose spun one last time in her red exquisite gown to have one last look at herself in the mirror. Satisfied, she put on a small grin, and without a word to the whisper present with her, she vanished.
The shadow land was a grim, dark place. It was a place born void of hope. With the dark clouds settling around it, a strong wind howled in a circular motion all around it. This air was poisonous, killing everything it touched, not making room for water, turning the ground dry, and hard that it was unable to conceal what man would hardly call secrets...thanks to the scattered bones and skulls of animals and men that lay all around.
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