Boartusk Heights dupetky

pressure forced its way across her face and neck, quickly and without remorse. the little one gasped and squealed; when free again moments later, her eyes bulged as she came up for air. wide-eyed, blue-black.

the shape of valeria was hazy. so would anything else as the girl's sight adjusted and settled over the coming weeks. what was clear from the start, however, was the personal wound left behind that seeded within little candela the first black mark against an enemy.

staring at the back end of her sister as she feasted, candela screamed.