The moon has reached its peak, its crimson glow seeped through the foggy black clouds drifting across the fiery sky bringing chaos, deceit, and blood onto the world. As hellish as it looked, it's just as beautiful. Captivating even. Like most creatures on Eldora, a young girl, Valerie Carson, watched within the darkness of her dungeon. Her skin prickled with anger, a common effect on nights of the full moon. She felt her wolf growl with a desperate urge to be set free. To howl at the moon and to run with her pack, her brethren. Never has she allowed it, not only because she couldn't, but because if presented with the choice, she wouldn't. Not here. Not in this dungeon. Her striking white, almost silver, hair was damp from the rain. It floods through the small window that was too high up for her little body to reach. She flinched every time the thunder booms, and lightning cracks open the heaven
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