amareekell481
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Scarlet leaned against the rough brick wall, her arms crossed over her chest. Her heavy hood covered her face, concealing her pale features. Her cloak barely brushed the toes of her armored boots, in which were hidden daggers. Hung at her hips were two newly-polished, custom-made Forrian steel blades, the highest of quality.
She was waiting in the deepest of shadows, her black cloak helping her to blend in well, lurking there in wait for her prey.
She was waiting in the deepest of shadows, her black cloak helping her to blend in well, lurking there in wait for her prey.
