Masters of War

Masters of War

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"How long do I have?" The words echoed in Ryan's mind, that which was corrupting him seemed to enjoy haunting his thoughts as well. "So weak!" A growling voice whispered in the darkness, flames swirling around his being, body temperature rising as he battled with the foe inside his own mind. "Your body, your mind, my vessel, for I will be free again" the voice broke into a screech, blaring through Ryan's brain, the ear splitting noise waking him from the disturbed slumber. This dream, this devil in thoughts form, spilled out into his reality, it was too real to be called just a dream! ---------------------------------------------------------- In a fantasy world, the kingdom of Darvore kept the races of man safe, united under one alliance, man was strong enough to keep out the forces of evil. But from within this began to rot and anarchy and corruption plagued the kingdom. After anarchy in their home town, five friends set out to save their friend from the terminal clutches of a cursed sword, but will they be able to reverse the curse before it becomes too late? ---------------------------------------------------------- With my own photographs and artwork.
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