Scarlett Woods
Joined August 2019
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and then came the wolves...
The cell was dark and damp, the air stale and the night cold. A small girl, thin and pale, lay against the hard stone wall. The only sound that could be heard was the petite women's ragged breathing. Even in her sleep each gasp for air made her appear as though she was at death's door.
By Scarlett Woods4 years ago in Fiction
