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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Apr 02, 2013
"Evermoon, the beauty of the name shamed by the majesty of the sight. The mountain cave, embracing intricate structures of redwood and stone. The great lake, as dark and mysterious as my past. Spidering tunnels in every direction, leading into the depths of the earth itself. The spellbinding luminescence that inspires her title."

"In my early years, I failed to truly appreciate the grandeur of my childhood home, the craftsmanship and haunting splendor of it. Yet, as the centuries have passed, I find myself longing to return. To once again behold the moonlit cavern. To roam the lush, dense forest at its mouth. For once, allow my tortured soul to experience the true elegance of the place, without repercussion or trepidation."

"Hidden beneath the legacy of a bloody, vicious society, most will never take notice of the magnificence. My mind speaks reasonably into my ear, evoking memories of the horrific existence so many have endured there. Yet, for all the pain and confusion it caused me, my heart cries out for closure and peace. It is still my history, the foundation of my very being, my homeland." 

~Riffen El'Criel~
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The Demon Of The Cold Valley

89 mga parte Ongoing Mature

They came for me, when i had let my guard down. Even though i had expected the empire of the monsters and its accursed emperor to come at me with everything they had. They came for me when i had least expected them too, in a way i had least predicted them too, using the methods and tactics that made them, and made him for who he is. See...Peace can do that too a man. Hope can do that too a man. Light can do that too a man. It can make you lower your guard down. Even though i had honed my fists and mind, i would and I should not have lowered my guard down. Because i had done so, the people i cherished the most-the men and women of the cold valley, suffered for my negligence and my incompetency. And worst of all my little brothers and sisters paid them, with their future and their innocence. By doing this they caused a bloody war. By taking from me they instigated a bloodshed. and either of them they should not have done. For they should have learnt from their mistake long ago, it was not mercy that made me give their, and his life back to him-it was anger. pure and fresh in very format and flavor. And the thing about any war, and the thing about any battle, is that the demons are always the one's to dominate. Because they are the incarnation of carnage and death. My name is of no importance. But the moniker, and the epithet called The Demon of the Cold Valley that i use is of the greatest of significance. So this is my tale. This is my tragedy. But most of all this is my conquest, and pursuit of justice