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Submitted to Contest #189
As I sobbed, clutching the shredded body of my dear sister Elizabeth, I knew that my life’s path was forever altered. The full moon rose higher in the darkening skies. I shuddered in the shadows cast in its harsh light; not yet believing that such a glorious orb could project such horror upon the earth. But could any dream, any stalking nightmare invade my senses so deeply, so painfully, that I would be unable to wake to a new dawn? I looked over to where the still corpse of Sir Clancy Whiting lay, naked under the moon. We held a brief disc...
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