THE RISE OF A COVEN
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The heart of Romania, Transylvania, where the history rolls down crushing the bones of the unknown that rested on the blood stained mud thousand years ago, where the darkest hour is yet another ear piercing scream that would forever be a mystery among the hills that towers the land of blood thirsty vultures.
This abode of the immortals where the doors of returning are never to be found through the thick mist had never failed to make ones hair stand on end each time a name of an innocent gets added to the dusty lost list the cops don't mind to clean, while the Camurons and Dacotrans clinks their crimson glasses of victory in the silent breeze. But, for how long would the air be silent? For how long would it just be a mere cold war between the two clans? , for the mysterious thrown bearer of Camurons had drawn the attention of Dacotrans that screamed power in the land of vampires since long...
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