She was a creature of the mystic moonlight with an unknown destiny. She descended when darkness fell clad in a pure white frock, styled with age. She bathed in a jet of cats pure, black blood granting nightmares to the innocents in their beds. She filled with sin and karma, belonging only to the devil, his beloved adopted daughter.
The slashing, scarlet smile on her lips portended a primeval horror. She lived in an abandoned crimson mansion by the sandy seashore ... read more