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Fear Not
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Ongoing, First published Aug 01, 2013
“You’re scared,” an inhumanly, desirable but shadowy voice whispers. “You are in the most magical place, a sacred ground, yet you are scared?” 

Terrified, I try to scream but no sound saunters out. Struggling with whoever’s holding me against a cold earth, I gasp for more breath but none come. “Let me go, what did I ever do to you?!” 

“You came home.” the masculine voice hisses. 

A sudden overpowering screech kills my senses and an aluminum-melting scent hits my nostrils. “Get away from my descendant. Be gone with you, young warrior!” A woman’s voice leaks into my brain and I’m relieved somehow. “Alex Arrole, fear not the monsters in darkness but the darkness within.”
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