The Forgotten Race
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As my swords meets the neck two other orcs, I let out a battle cry. My body moved on it's own taking the lives of my enemies. From the corner of my eyes I see two more disgusting vermins approaching another elf. He was too occupied to even noticed them. Without thinking I raced towards him and pierce each of their hearts.
"So close yet, so far." I let their corpse fall to my feet.
He turned around slowly and as he turned, it seemed as though the world has stopped and it was just us. I was breathless, he looked like a God. His silver hair seemed to shine in this darkness, his armor made him look untouchable. He has the most beautiful sapphire eyes I've ever seen, they look at me with longing and pain. I was trying to understand why that is until....
A few moments after I felt immense pain in my heart...I couldn't breath
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