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World of Corruption

The rush of blood as its pumping,Muffled beneath the sound of this harsh thumping. Soft, shallow, and ever hollow…My heart has chosen, my heart has spoken. There is no escaping the fate my heart has set its rhythm to,There is … Continued

The Memento: an excerpt from Dutybound

It had been seventeen years since the master of Moz left his province venturing forth into the farthest regions of Terestria in search of a redemption he would not find.  The morning was crisp and splendent as the spring brought … Continued