"No one does, but me. The prayers... I care because it is my fault." Take a breath, and then a journey to resolve a darkness. One that looms over the valleys and ranges. Living puppets... colossal spiders... a stray swordsman... In a story that sets the "truths" apart, which one, is the real evil? Hey, thanks for checking out my story. I'm updating every second Thursday, and the reason is because I want to put out work that I am proud to show. Chapter one, for example, is only meant to be 3000-4000 words. But I tend to take out huge sections and completely rewrite them. Thank you for your support, and sometimes I may upload an extra "part" in between uploads to celebrate any special occasions. Please enjoy.
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