Myrica's Box

As her breath slowly faded away, the sight of her dimmed into the cool darkness of Halloween night.

The sharp pain crept through her soul, and she felt as weak as a rotten plant, a stark reminder of the shattered pieces of her former life. It was here that the young maiden met her untimely end.

Now, the Phantasmic Fragment of the Maiden"s Demise lay buried like a seed, waiting for its own twisted growth.

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Special Halloween 2023 Art  
by Myrica