A Tale with a Twist

I was blamed for a murder that I didn't commit. I was found, weapon in hand, next to the deceased. I know who killed Majere. I also know who framed me.
My name is Cyrnne, and I am a prostitute.
Go HERE for the rest of my story.
I reserve the right to ramble incoherently. The voices in my head are fighting for space.
7 Comments:
Girl you rocked this. Cyrnne was right on.
renn - I agree with mmm3, totallee.
I'm a poet and I don't know it...
She might be deadly but she's got a certain something that I like. I can see why there's a steady stream of victims.
"Step into my parlor".....
How come everybody but me can find the link to this?
Sorry, Kenju.
Click on "Here" and scroll down. I sometimes forget that Hype likes to write A LOT.
Each character in the pictures shown has their own story to tell. Click on each name to read the story.
This was incredible, Renn, really. I'm speechless. Good job, girl!
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