A field full of flowers. A warm summer breeze and birds chirping. And amidst that scene, she sat. She had a crown of flowers on her red hair. She was wearing a plain white dress and a silver necklace with a pendant. The pendant had the shape of an eye with a tear.
In her hands, she held a bloody dagger. She was looking down at it, her eyes glowing green. Then, suddenly, she rose from the ground and started dancing, waving the dagger around in a theatrical manner. She danced like a ballerina: twirling and jumping without a sound, landing with grace every time. Then just as suddenly she stopped.
Then she woke up.
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Cry, Children
AdventureLicinia Romanovna gets kidnapped by a man going by the name "Gustaaf Dam". But the longer she's in captivity, the more she realizes things aren't as innocent as just simple admiration. A cult called "The Enlightened" tries to fulfill a prophecy wit...
