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The Greater Rift An MSPA Ancestor Tale Chapter Three: Bitter To Taste "Among quadrents, there was none so flushed as that between he and that which law would not allow him aquire by anything but force." - The Book of Disciple, Chapter of Reblin, 22:6 -- She was left in furious breath, audiable above the chilling silence of the crowd and punctuated by the crackle of the bonfire that cast the scene in a flickering light. The Highblood's intricate pattern, one Firos sat rigidly in hours worth of waiting for, was ruined. Spiraling lines, traces of Breath and wings, were now smudged and unreckognizable in the milky white paint glittering with

And The Beat Goes On Chapter One - The First Page "Maybe someday we can all meet up! You know, when this game is over and we've won everything!" - Jess Crocker ————————————————————————- The sun seemingly never set. The city was always ablaze, a vast wasteland that remained after rampant flames had their fun and the rain fell as soot as the immense structures in the distance bent into themselves after a lifetime of struggling to stand, leaving a sky darker than anything Bro had ever seen, under it the hundreds of lichs an

As he closed the door, he didn't notice the pewter statue shift from one room of the map to the next. Drawn to the door on the right like a hound on the scent, taking his key from its cubby, down the flight of stairs he descended, deeper into the depths of that dank and dreary citadel he plunged, heart plummeting in his chest. Those vocalized fears rung in his mind like a tolling church bell rung over its choir of terror and mirrored hung his own turmoil, Felix's fast-acting heart the theme to which it called. These steps drove on forever, his feet just...couldn't keep up. A half-bitten curse and he was tumbling, lantern clinking, clanging,