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Acerbus chapter 2Chapter 2 Unexpected appearenceAcerbus chapter 2
Shimmering blue eyes were piercing into Abbondios as though they were searching his very soul, eyes that had seen many years and ordeals but still shone as bright as on a moonlit night. The man himself looked as though he were in his early twenties, he carried a variety of weapons and armour that would put any soldier to shame. His attire was tight fighting but light, his swords sheath on his left leg, waiting for its master to return home, and another on his right, eager to get a taste for the mans blood, all of his other equipment was hidden underneath his coat, a b


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Chapter 1 - Visions This land is changing, things are being set in motion that cannot be undone, everyone constantly hounded by the elements and the creatures that linger in the depths, visions of death and demons reported in villages, spreading into towns and cities. In the little town of Aduro however people scarcely believed in such nonsense, blaming the visions on the toxic fumes that emit from the mines. The families of the workers would tell stories of how their loved ones tossed and turned in the night and talked of strange things, dark visions and landscapes, again the wifes t
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Visit me?
~Vampiric-Romance
And even though I know how very far apart we are, it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star. And when the night winds start to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the
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Can it be true, why can't you see I'm burning for you
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Visit me?
~Vampiric-Romance
And even though I know how very far apart we are, it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star. And when the night winds start to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the
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Can it be true, why can't you see I'm burning for you
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Visit me?
~Vampiric-Romance
And even though I know how very far apart we are, it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star. And when the night winds start to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we're sleeping underneath the
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