The Whispering Flame
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The pain only grew stronger.

The Whispering Flame

His skin felt as if uncountable poisonous millipedes writhed under the layers of his skin. His screams only made the pain grow. He clawed at his flesh, clenching, and tearing.

Managing to draw that crimson nectar from his arm, before his skin quickly healed itself. Only becoming stronger in the process.

He arched his back before falling to the translucent floor, grasping for anything, for a way out. But the harder he fought, the louder the voices became. Screaming "There is no escape.

Only pain. Only death."

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