x . Ink Stained Roses . x

x . Ink Stained Roses . x

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You cannot change the way the world works. He has always hated the place where he came from along with the people that ruled it. Justice, equality and valor meant nothing. Pretty words that only deluded fools would stand and would die for. Many people - the vast majority of people - was eluded by the disgusting masterpiece their Monarchy was. But that was not their fault. The poverty and despair the smaller factions lived in were already quite the burden to carry; let alone the entire facade behind the system. Things got bitter when a power that was supposed be secondary became the core and mercilessly manipulated the Monarchs' will. It had been like this ever since, and they were the root of all evil in his Kingdom. Because one thing was certain; They had forgotten the words they were taught to represent: Beyond wisdom, Beyond fate. Those words were the words of his nation. Those were the words he was taught to obey and wear as his own. But they were deeply buried under the destruction that now covered a once breathtaking world. 'Ink Stained Roses' 2015 ©Copyright All Rights Reserved
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