Sometimes lights that bring truth aren't something we wished upon. Sometimes darkness that is shrouded in lies is what we had wanted all along.
-Excerpt from 'The Essential Book of Human Survival'.
Jonathan Lorth
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He roared loud and clear, "Whichever one who utters a single plea to mother, shall die within my hand, they have the audacity to beg for her life, they should pay the price."
Artha stared at his uncle, his eyes blazing with palpable rage and despite it all he managed not to lurched forward and threateningly questioned his meaning in asking him such questions. His eye shakes with obvious agony, however his voice turns a few degrees softer as he stares at the sky that has turned apparent grey.
