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    Challenge Submission The Maiden

    Blood spattered across Enid’s face, hot and moist clashing against the blackened crust of old ichor that painted her flesh, as the blade held firmly in her grasp drove through the skull of the blurry, dark form before her. A hideous shriek was ripped from deep within the creature as it fell back...
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