Nocturne Alley
AS SCORCHING AS FIRE MIGHT BE, SOME CONSIDER IT MORE FRIEND THAN FOE.
INTO THE FIRE,
REBORN.
OUT COMES SOMETHING NEW.
STRONGER, BRAVER.
JUST A HINT OF
DANGER.
LIKE A PHOENIX REBORN FROM ITS ASHES, YOU KNOW YOU’VE BECOME SOMETHING BETTER THAN THE
ORIGINAL.
YOUR
FEELINGS
ARE MORE DEFINED.
YOUR
MIND
MORE CONCISE.
CHALLENGES THAT USED TO BE, NO LONGER CREATE THE BARRIER THEY ONCE DID.
NOTHING
MORTAL
SCARES YOU NOW, ONLY THE
NIGHT.
WITH ITS DARK SURPRISES IT GIVES YOU CHILLS THAT NO AMOUNT OF
HUMAN TOUCH
COULD GIVE YOU.
SINISTER, DARK,
WAITING.
YOU SMELL BLOOD NOW, THE THICK TASTE OF IRON LINGERS ON YOUR LIPS.
YOU’VE HAD A TASTE OF IT NOW, CAN YOU
AFFORD
NOT TO HAVE ANOTHER?
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