The red race
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Last published Fri, Feb 19, 2016
Arinady will do anything to take down Ascendancy and take back what's her's along with the Guilds abilities she will destroy Acendancy and win the race, the bloody race,the red race
Chapter 1; A soft hum of electricity made the pain feel better,not even better,just ...less bad.Arinady thought. She felt pain,not physical pain not mental but emotional "I have never felt so alone near so many people" Arinady thought. How could someone so dear to her be gone so quick,like the the blink of the flashes eye,gone. A piercing pain shot threw her like she was the one to die herself,she would rather that.so many people died,"if I knew that the choices I made would lead to terror like this,I never would have said"Arinady paused,"I never would have said run." She paused a second time waiting for the awkward silence to finally be split when she had to do it herself."keep moving everyone,let's finish Ascendancy."she said angrily reminding herself to not act on her emotions but right now,that's all Arinady could do.
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