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Rinari by NovaUmbra, literature

Rinari by NovaUmbra, literature

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  • Dec 8
  • United States
  • Deviant for 12 years
  • She / Her
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Favourite Movies
The Crow, The Haunting, Insidous
Favourite TV Shows
True Blood
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
BOTDF, ICP, Kate Covington
Favourite Books
House of Night, Sookie Stackhouse novels
Favourite Writers
Charlaine Harris, Stephen King
Favourite Games
Soul Calibur, Sacred 2
Favourite Gaming Platform
Xbox360
She lay helpless on the table with white straps across her ankles, thighs, waist, wrists, chest and neck. The metal of the bed railing were so cold against her already cold body, and the bends of her elbows stung every time she tried to move, the small tubes buried within her veins pinching with every movement. She couldn't move, couldn't really feel anything and she knew something was horribly wrong here but she just couldn't do anything about it. She tried to open her mouth, but something held it shut, small black nylon pieces held her lips together. She tried to make some noise to let herself be known in the cold room, but no air escaped h
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Rain fell softly from the heavens and made soft little noises against the glass and metal of the Blazer, and small amber eyes with a pale golden ring around the pupil, belonging to a ten year old girl, peer out at the cars passing by. A soft giggle escapes as a girl looking about 5 years older makes a joke at the expense of the man with chocolate and silver hair driving, the older girl peeking beneath her own dark chocolate bangs with soft hazel eyes at the younger sibling and laughing. "Gabby, you're silly," the younger girl says to the older, causing another chuckle to escape. "Yeah, I hear that all the time at school, Fawne. Dad? Whe
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Midnight, mid-July, the stars dance upon a blanket of black sky. A warm breeze whispers through the few trees lining the sidewalk, the soft green leaves lingering on the branches starting to dance lightly on the night's lonely whisper. The cold concrete begs for the light steps upon it's surface again, lonely since this part of town had been shut off due to numerous murders. Murders that left the mayor horrified to go outside on his own, a group of security guards escorting him to any and every place he went outside of the safety of his own home. The sidewalk had it's wish granted on this fateful July night, for a single being placed light, a
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