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The night was dark as the robes of Death himself, if not for the flurry of lightning furiously shooting through the sky in haunting claps which shook the earth in their frightening blows. Sleep would not come easy on a night like this; especially in a certain old house on the coast of that now terrible black sea, eager to claim whatever unfortunate soul that happened to fall in. That cursed sea was a demon among demons on a night such as this.
There have been tales of haunting in times like these, but they are seen as mere fairy tales to all but the townspeople. Many tales exaggerate
by ~DreamfulInsomniac
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