Spirits of the Night
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Ongoing5m
Last published Tue, Dec 16, 2014
We protected the ones we loved.Prepared them for the great dangers ahead.Their spirits still lies with us in each battle.We didn't choose to become the way we are but we had no other choice.Each of us has a special gift from our dying parents we must use in the awaiting battle.Some call us The Devil's Work of Art others call us Enemies of Belief In God.Those are all true but,the one I will always remember is the Givers of The Weak and Destroyers of The Powerful.
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