Shadows of the Lost
Fumbling on her feet, Z laughed, a heavy, cruel one that made even Dark stood from his throne, looking wildly at Z whose hair has been streaked with quite a darkness that honors the night, dotting stars twinkling from it as though some kind of hairpins.
“How lovely it is to see you, Dark Sylvania!” Z looked over her shoulder. Dark moved back a little, gritting his teeth. Her eyes shamed even death, where the flames darker than the night flickered through, dancing like wildfires. “Now, don’t be shy, m’dear. It’s just me. Your greatest nightmare.”
And she laughed once again…
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