I Make My Own Happy Ending
The features of her beautiful face were obscured by the blood seeping from her head, and around her slender neck was a fiery tattoo, like a necklace of thorns painted on her skin.
A curse mark, in its most potent form.
Alisa. His Alisa.
Everything in Jester fell still, and whatever rationality he had left was burned away by fear and fury.
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An explosion of black—an oppressive, all-consuming darkness surrounded them in the blink of an eye. This darkness was unnatural. It wasn’t a darkness born from a lack of light, rather, it felt to him like the darkness had swallowed the light, and such a thing no longer existed.
His Master had told him about this once. The Master had said that the Prin
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