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Solra Manor - Part Three Kristen had heard nothing for several minutes now. She wasn't sure if that frightened her more or less than being able to previously hear the killer searching for her. Her heart was beating faster than it ever had before, as she waited silently, waiting for the fateful moment that she would see the figure enter the room.Solra Manor - Part Three by ~FinalFantasyKitsune
She waited, minute after minute, and it seemed like entire days passed in that time. Kristen had never felt so alone before – it was new to her, to be forced to act alone. Somehow she felt it would not be the last, either.
Then she heard it. The glass of the kitchen window shattered, and she instinctively dropped to th
Solra Manor - Part Two Kristen and the others returned to the parlor of Solra Manor. Two of the girls with them had still not recovered from the shock, and were still passed out. Wondering what was going on, Kristen decided to explore the manor a little more. She, like everyone else present, had never ventured upstairs, but dismissing her better judgment for the time being, she did so.Solra Manor - Part Two by ~FinalFantasyKitsune
A chill ran up Kristen's spine as she turned the corner at the top of the steps and faced the doorway at the end of the hall. On the walls hung various paintings of a sky-blue vixen, never with another person, but always looking as if someone were there with her. This only adde
Solra Manor - Part One The night bit through her sweater like a wolf's teeth. Kristen Zentra, the unassuming, bright-purple fox with a knack for attracting trouble, moved quickly through the unforgiving winds of the autumn seasons. It was getting late, and Kristen knew the terrors of the night in the end of October. Sega City had never been a quiet place during Halloween; celebrations of death as well as life took place all over the city, and in other places, magical beings gathered to wreak havoc upon the living.Solra Manor - Part One by ~FinalFantasyKitsune
Kristen was no stranger to this herself, unfortunately; every year on the thirty-first day of the tenth month, she faced one of the greatest terrors
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