The dark evil moors of torture part 4

In the cold dark morning of misery we look out the windows and notice the werewolves have vanished into the cold hills of horror while we look towards the foggy moors. At that moment the silver prince opens the door of capture and notices the green grass blowing in the cold wind

At that moment l then walk towards the doorway of misery and we begin to hear screams of sorrow in the cold hills of misery. I then comfort a shocked luitent megs while l hold her by the waist of shocking anger.

All of a sudden our army begin to walk out from the hut of safety and towards the tall fence of darkness. The horses then stand beside us for a while until the figures of more werewolves appear on the hills of horror forcing us back insdie our cage of capture.

written by wayne mockler

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