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[NightShade]

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CRACK Bone snapping teeth rending pain hit Shade as she snapped off the fang, Affixing it to a tube and jamming it into the temporal flesh of willow.

CRACK As another tooth was torn from her mouth by her own hand and affixed to the other end of the tube and shoved into Orelen.

Blood dribbled down her mouth, but it was nothing compared to the blood leaking from Willow. Thousands of slivers of the glass from the Mirror imbedded her skin, giant shards had sliced thru and protruded, the one near her heart removed. This didnt make sense, willow was nearly indestructable. There was only one weakness the girl had, Wraiths.

As she stared at the millions of fragments of glass that had exploded and embedded in her daughters flesh her suspicions grew, the mirror was some how tainted with their magic.

Blood coarsed thru the tube into willow and orelen grew dizzy, she didnt want to lose him, he was the only one here fit to give Willow blood. So the tubes were hastily removed.

CRUNCH, The oh so familiar sound of glass wedged in ones body rubbing against each other. It was torture, it was familiar and it was her Rite...

Onto the bed she was placed as shade worked to remove the large shards, the small ones...*she frowned* the small ones would take care of themselves? To many slivers..It all made so little sense yet perfect sense...
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Something is Wrong, I can still feel Existence...