Black Intent

Khover is the legend belonging to the people of Kalish. A great thief throughout the ages. Every ten years he changes which items he wants to covet for himself. This year, it’s every doll from the poorest of souls. Orphanages were the best to crawl through, taking every shred of warmth and comfort they held on to so tightly.

Oh, how elated he felt at the droplets of tears that would flow toward the Head Mistress. She wouldn’t be able to cap the river that would surely over take her. Chaos is what he did best, then lurk in the shadows, watching fuming faces, puffy cheeks and pleading eyes. Christmas had come much too late, but oh, how he will be repaid glorying at the scene of his crime.

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