Echo Of A Thousand Swords
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MatureOngoing5m
Last published Fri, Aug 26, 2016
Copyright © 2016 by Gemma Knight (xAWAKENERx)
One battle. Thousands of lives. No mercy, no escape... Even though the battle of the North and East against the West was won, the echo of sword on sword and the whisper of helpless screams are still hanging in the air.
No one has forgotten.
Children must pay for the crimes of their dead parents who fought alongside the Northern and Eastern kings. Families are torn apart. Land must be lost.
And lives.
Will the endless cycle of death ever end?
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