Author’s Note:
I didn’t come up with a title for this story because:
1) I wouldn’t be able to fit it.
2)No real title really fits this story
I was inspired by SilverFx to write with more detail.
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The once white marble castle was stained with blood. A horrific incident occurred not long ago. Not far from the castle, a girl limps across the snow fields of El Nath, her blood staining the pure white snow. Pausing for only a second, she looks up to the starry night. The moon is bright, projecting the deserted field. The night was peaceful, the silence singing in her ears. She moves on, never looking back. Yet her blood still flows into the snow, weakening her.