ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴇ ʙᴜʀɴ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ―ᴊᴏɪɴɪɴɢ/ᴏᴘᴇɴ

[veil]

Hope your god can save you now

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oud crackling of twigs and the desperate crunching of leaves sounded off like sirens in the dense forest, the moon pouring its silken light down through the tree canopy just enough to see a flicker of white. Though brief, this stark streak seemed intensely pursued by the snapping and haunted yowls of voracious predators, nipping at it's flanks with fervor.

One small nick was all that was needed.

In a sudden bright burst of light, the revolving black halo above the canine's long, slender head shifted to a terrible, unnerving scarlet, reflecting in the pearly black of it's eyes.

That was just a reflection... right?

Shifting on it's hind legs and forcing itself upwards, it managed to rebound off of a nearby tree and land ever-so-perfectly behind the small pack of hunting hounds. Teeth as pearly black as it's eyes glinted in the small moonshafts.

That red in it's eyes isn't a reflection.

Before the abyssal-like black hair on it's body could even settle, unyielding fangs sunk into the confused and dazed hounds, rending their flesh from their skeletons. It did not eat them; no, it left that for the scavengers that it so loved within it's forest.

In the darkness, the only thing an outsider would notice is that small revolving crimson halo.. and the two small orbs of the same shade.

And rest assured, it will see you before you see it.

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ― Hope you know who loves you most
"Speaking in bold." Thoughts in italics. Ghost Town - Hell

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