Night Wish ~ Maggie Lawson



You can’t ask me how I got to this point in my life. You can’t ask me because I’m not sure that even I know the answer to that one. I’m sure that many others in my position would not have resorted to such drastic measures, but then again, I am not just anyone.

I wasn’t born ‘bad‘, I wasn’t schooled in all things evil and dark and yet, here I am, hell’s whore, about to give birth to a morbid angel on this black Sabbath.

As the hour draws near I busy myself with the final preparations for the ceremony, laying out the deep purple cloth on the table before me and feeling a familiar ache resound within the very core of my being. This blood ceremony would take me beyond my role as a murderous wife, beyond an entombed existence of role playing, to a…

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