1. Daniyah

    Dare mad bad sad

    The ride blurred into a half-riding nightmare. Mud swallowed the sound of hooves, and Daniyah’s breath came hard, white plumes torn apart by the wind. The forest bled into fields, the fields into hard road. The road bled into mist and gravel, a grey vein winding through the corpse of a valley...
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    Private Pale Remains [M]

    The continuation of Pale Leaves Daniyah woke with the taste of sex on her tongue. The taste of him still clung, salt and skin, the bitter edge of dried spit. Something faintly sweet and something sour. Her mouth was dry, her lips tacky, her throat raw from campfire smoke, moaning and whatever...
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    Private Goddamn eldritch

    Daniyah eyed the door like it might bite her. Daniyah stood at the threshold, boots muddy. She knocked with her knuckles. No answer. She clapped on the door flat-palmed, no patience. Louder this time. The kind of slamming that said: I know you’re in there, and no, I’m not some priest come to...
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    Private House of Wolves

    The road up to the house was choked with thornbrush and nightshade, but most weeds had second thoughts about even growing here. The path twisted through dead trees and silence. No birds. No insects. Animals refused to step closer than the tree line, and Daniyah didn’t blame them. Animals knew...
  5. Daniyah

    Daniyah

    One day, finally, the money will run out. Then it is the time to face the hangover and the problems one tried to wash away. Her humanity must have been lost when she put the knife in the girl's stomach, when she tore out the contents from abdomen with her bare hands, just to reach That which...
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