The normally calm, beautiful, vibrant mood and colors of the Farian Kingdom had just been disturbed.
As the messenger from the closest village flew, a wave of darkness seemed to drag behind him as if he had brought part of the Monstro Kingdom with him.
The Kingdom was naturally bright: nearly glowing birds, sparkling green grass, mixed-colored trees, Farians flying, and, of course, blue.
All of that seemed to dim and stop.
Despite how tired he was, he forced his wings to push more, already pulling the blood-written message from his pocket. His eyes stared at the target, the place all the messages were delivered and sent from: the Castle.
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Ashes of Revenge
FantasyIn the land of Corrail there are five species, using hate and spite to make the land a violent cesspool. Raven, a badly burned Mundus, knows that better than anyone. Betrayed by her Kingdom, and left for dead in enemy territory, she wants nothing bu...
