So, here I am again the same place I left all those years ago. The spiralling towers of black, there tips so sharp they could pierce several sheets of metal. The cutthroat streets and piles of dead. The executioners block and the town square where those who don't work get whipped. Yes, here I am. The town that chopped my mothers own head off in front of me. Not to mention the constant dragon attacks and assassinations. I am carried along in a carriage pulled by two horses one black and white the other pure black. Everything in this horrible place was monochrome. All that was colourful was the bright red palace just behind the town square and the dragons. Here was the start of my life, here is where I must start-over.
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An Assassins Cloak
ActionReign Aurosalias only wants one thing revenge on those who wronged her. Little does she know far more is about to happen to her.
