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Daughter of the Moon blood

Chapter 3 The Hidden Mark

Word Count: 620    |    Released on: 18/05/2025

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ame th

a cried out, clutching at the spot beneath her shirt. Her fingers brushed sk

led her shirt down to expose

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round it was flushed, faintly glowing, pulsing with each beat of her heart. She touched it gen

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a hoodie despite the he

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just

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ind of

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fully. "But stories are just ways for peo

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drawn back to the woods, the scar on her shoulder

welcom

o did

him, hands in his pockets, wai

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dded,

s locked on hers, express

d down her hoodie. The moment the scar

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t lurche

on the mark. "It's not just a sign

napped. "Some we

s been one of us. Hidden. Bound. But so

er arms. "Thi

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dn't a

deeper int

ent like they were bowing, and at their center stood a stone altar covered

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hosen. The ma

. Her shoulder burned. And in her mind, a

, her drea

crackled in the distance. Shadows danced around her, voi

ooked

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eyes bur

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her shoulder glo

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