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[Martyr]

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It is a night of blood, a song of ethereal pain,
wolves vent their pain. The dark one
wakens.

Evil shrouds her brooding form,
a timeless fear.

Her raven hair cascades over
fragile milk-white shoulders, and her
full blood red lips part slightly, to taste the
blood streaming from the
pale flesh beneath
her.

Now a night of new life,
I hunger.

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