In a moonless night, where darkness stands strong fear of black walls around you, pick the dim glow of a fire. It seems almost suffocating in the shadows. Get closer you notice a figure sitting on the grassy ground, has a crimson robe with the hood fell on his face and watch the flames rise from the shackles of the bonfire. Even if the face is in shadow can clearly see her lips move. Softly, to himself, the figure is singing. When once known two deep blacks eyes in a face you would not say to be a killer. Yet now perceive, clearly supernatural, that onbre of the night are inhabited by more than the ghosts of your mind.
This is pretty much the starting point for a possible upcoming webcomic. This is also not very long, I'm seriously considering the possibility to realize soon.
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