The East Province
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Last published Tue, Apr 23, 2013
A guy who meets strange folk. Named Williard Qanthus, he lived a life of loneliness. Finds a journal that belonged to a now-dead man once known as Eran. It tells of his life, life with the very same folk who Williard lives with, and how they seek for the recently deceased bodies to burn and torture their souls before they can enter Heaven. But not all of them ended that way… some were cursed to live as disembodied souls, and never enter Heaven, but were tortured by loneliness.
(Important pronunciations)
Pameo/pay-m'/ Williard/wil-yerd/ Crenstein/ker'n-sten/ Diana/Di-awn'/
Brachelparol/bra-shay-par-ohl/
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