The Sleepers
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Dernière publication jeu., juin 20, 2013
In a land where night is a pseudonym for hell, innocents are cast adrift each night, powerless against the creatures that lurk in the darkness. There, under the shadow of an eclipsed sun, the citizens wait, oblivious and vulnerable as demonic beasts pick them off, one by one. Or they would, were it not for the Shadow Knights, an order of skilled warriors with 'special' abilities, working for the powers-that-be. Tirelessly they defend the sleeping civilian's souls, as their nightly patrols cut across the paths of horrific creatures intent upon finding their way into the light. Only these warriors know what they must sacrifice to do their duty, only their blades can balance the scales. While the world sleeps, they fight, while the darkness rules, they give up the light, and so much more.
To sleep: perchance to dream!
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