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LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT. Whispers of the lips.

In a world where different creatures mingled with humans, despite struggling with the world's hardships, fighting for survival, and attempting to escape the clutches of the night creatures, humans, no matter what they did, always ended up as a tool for survival. On their quest to acquire power, freedom, and wealth, this dark power's only source of survival was through one soul; the soul of a freeborn. This soul, being an embodiment of power, could change anything and everything. Kate Warren was this soul. She was a young, spirited woman whose soul was purer than a dove and was sought by different creatures who would do anything to take everything from her. Her soul was a power treasure for the demons and a great source of energy for the witches, while her blood was the life-sustaining elixir for the night creatures. All these things they sought were the keys to unlocking power. Kate was the only survivor in her town when a massacre took place that caused the deaths of her family. Unknown to her, she was the motive behind the massacre. Her bad days changed for the worst when she got abducted by a demon. Facing the chaos surrounding her and building a strong shield around herself Kate found solace in the arms of the night whisper. The whispers of the night had a certain attraction for her. It always drew her to Clarence Roosevelt, whose name shook her very soul and core, and was also death and life to her. Having discovered that the only person who can lead her into and also away from destruction is herself, will she save herself and others from destruction, or will she be the destruction itself? “All she needed to do was listen to the Night Whispers”.

Mir_Bella_621 · Fantasia
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Questioning the Witch (1)

Inside a hut in the forest sat Clarence and Rue who stood with his back leaning against the wall, and the witch who was tied together with the chair in the hut. Clarence sat with a calm expression with his leg crossed over the other while he pricked at his fingernails.

Clarence caught this witch after the other one bit her tongue and killed herself when she saw they were overpowered by Rue and Clarence. This one was also about to do the same thing if Clarence had not noticed it.

Now in the hut where they patiently waited for the witch to regain her consciousness. But Clarence, a man that had little or no patience, stabbed a knife into the thigh of the witch.

The witch immediately woke up with a loud crackle, her eyes rolling back in pain. She huffed for air before her eyes fell on the sharp red eyes watching her.