Hell scorched in its eyes. Screams of a thousand nightmares rushed from its throat. Ruffian bucked, her reins tore across my palms but I ...

Not without answers.

Hell scorched in its eyes. Screams of a thousand nightmares rushed from its throat. Ruffian bucked, her reins tore across my palms but I held her tight. My muscles begged to run, to leave, to never look back, but I

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