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Bloodstain, part 4.

SCARS THAT MARK MORE THAN JUST THE SKIN

The dark night sky was adorned with many bright stars, the moon a shine of silver. And behind a large window in one of the halls was Bloodstain, admiring the moon with bright eyes and a small smile. The hope for better weather warmed her heart.

Please, great goddess, I ask for your protection for me and for Guila, she prays and continues her path, holding a bucket with water and brush. Her hair is trapped in a thin strip of cloth that she tore from her own dress, so that they wouldn't get too – or more in this case – dirty while she works.

Although it was late, the genuine alpha warned her to clean out the torture room before she went to sleep. Which means dinner's been over for two minutes and she tries to ignore the hunger.

"How I wish you were here, Guila... Just to keep me company." She feels her eyes getting damp and closes them tightly. "Now is not the time, Guila is sick, don't be selfish!"

The windows in the room are open and the only so
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