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Judgement
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 16, 2016
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Fantasy
He watched closely, hair hanging down in front of his face. Dripping from the early signs of the storm descending upon the old town of Rotii. The wind was cold and smelled of the earth, grass and acid. He couldn't care less, for the storm or the waves of wind trying to knock him off of his perch. His job required dicipline. No emotion, So he could judge the sins of the innocent and guilty fairly. To be able to discern between the two. So he waits, watching his assigned target.
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His heart skipped what seemed like a thousand heavy beats as his body dropped down through the sky. His hair flew back out of his face but the sharp wind forced him to squeeze his eyes shut, leaving him blinded as he flailed his hands and feet frantically, trying to grasp something...anything. But there was nothing. A long, helpless yell escaped his throat as he managed to pry his eyes open, only being welcomed by the view of the nearing ground below him, making him panic even more than before....

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