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... s black gown as she stepped out of the vampire palace. From afar, the obsidian spire loomed like a black fang stabbing the heavens, lit by the heavy glow of the red moon hanging in the sky. The vampires still knelt in the great hall, accepting that their throne now belonged to a zombie queen. But Sylvia did not look back. She had not come to bask in victory, but to prepare her next move.
The forest swallowed her figure whole. Her steps left almost no sound upon the damp earth, thick with ...
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