Beacon Road..

Beacon Road..

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There is said to be a sound, a sound perhaps. more menacing and terrifying than the very voice of Lucifer. This sound they say, had lay dormant for decades, though its echo lives on, ringing in the ears and minds of all who heed it. Of the towns people who heard it, none shall ever speak of it. And of those fools who dare utter it, none shall have ever truly listened. For the sound was only ever just its sound, the disembodied language of evil. But of what the sound came from, none shall ever see. and of those poor souls who gazed upon it, they shall never return. Their eyes seeing their last sight, destined to perish. For no one is ever truly ready, for what lives in the hills...
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