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Dec 2011
AN ANCIENT WARRIOR,
A FORGOTTEN TIME,
A LOST HOME.
THE ENDER OF LIVES,
THOUSANDS OF SOULS
GIVEN TO CHARRION
BY HIM
BUT HE FEARS DEATH NOT,
FOR HE CONTROLS DEATH
THE ABILITY TO MAKE
THE GREATEST
CHOICE.
TO CHOOSE
BETWEEN
LIFE
AND
DEATH.
­ ONLY A
TRIGGER PULL
AWAY.
FOR NO
EMOTION
DRIVES HIM
TO THE BATTLEFIELD
BUT THE EMPTINESS
GIVEN BY THE PINK MIST
SYMBOLIZING THE DEATH
NEEDED FOR HIS SOUL.
THE SATISFACTION OF
ONE MORE HAS
MET
The End.
Dominic James Mildago
608
 
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