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It was two years ago when the beasts came. They covered the ground with fire and beams of light that destroyed anything in their path. There were two of them, but that was more than enough to bring Flaris and her citizens to their knees.
Rows's father and Losha's parents were some of the first citizens to take up arms against the giant monsters. They were all accomplished fighters with reputations across all of Madrigal.
But they were also older than their stories. The beasts made quick work of the younger inexperienced fighters. Dead bodies piled the streets like garbage in a sewer. Blood spra
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Rows continued to dust herself while walking through town. The dirt didn't matter much to her at all. After all, it was only dirt. Dirt didn't matter to her. But she had just bought this outfit, and wanted it to at least look clean for one day.
Yeah right, girlie. You just want to blend in.
The outfit came from some bigwig designer from Saint Morning named Fioria. Its simplicity and cheap price caught the eyes of several local women who lined up at all the dress shops to buy one or two of their own. Rows waited until the day after the first sets filled the stores, wanting to avoid the crowds.
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Spring's approach marked the beginning of the busiest season in Dior's year. Everyone wanted to learn how to fly the instant the weather started getting warm. They needed lessons, and she was the one to teach them. She had taught almost every one of them.
It had been a good year. The recent decision to turn the flying office into a mobile postal system generated such a huge profit that Tina was finally able to open a branch office as far out as Darkon. Even Dior was able to finally hire an assistant.
Tony was a good kid. Smart, reliable, easy to get along with. He was everything Dior cou
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The blood always seemed more red in her dreams. Pools of crimson filled every room she walked in, following her like a hungry serpant searching for a tiny morsel to sate its unquenchable hunger. She ran faster, hoping to escape this unknown evil that chased her endlessly, bellowing the screams of all the she had killed before. Everything she tried ended up a hopeless failure. She tried to Blinkpool. The sudden pull of the teleportation took her all the way to the outskirts of Saint Morning. And still it came, dropping gallons upon gallons of blood in its wake.
Her board. It could save her, she knew it. She t
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