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The Red Lady
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 14m
Complete, First published Aug 23, 2020
In the darkness, there was only silence with flickers of light from surrounding candle lights reflecting in the flowing rivers of red. Which were held in the hands of a maid of noble blood serving the lady who was known as the tyrant's treasure. Locked away from the world and the night with no light reaching as the passage of time flowed from one crimson to the other.
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