Winter, and the moon has begun it's second cycle, the pink rose that has sat on my desk for many years, has begun to finally shed it's petals. As this means that the one who gave it to me has finally passed away, so it also means that it is finally time to record this tale, so that the world may know the truth behind the strange disappearances and assassinations that happened almost eighty seasons ago. So. If you are reading this, please be warned. All of the truths contained in this time are factual, and actually occurred to those whose lives were directly affected by the events of which I write. Do not take me for a fool dear reader, because it may seem to you like the senile writings of an old record keeper, but I assure you the last every word I record is true. So please read on, and remember, nothing in this world, and I mean nothing, is ever as it seems.
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Lenra, a Tail of Darkodia
FantasyBorn in Darkness and raised in hiding, Lenra hides from the world until forced into the spotlight by a series of unfortunate circumstances, and told that she has a destiny that seems too big for her to handle. with the help of the bodyguards Rajah a...
