ghost blade
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the begining epilouge Darkness descended on the hills of the dead.somthing ancient was waking.after thousands years of peace.there are few left who will be able to wether this storm and some that will be forged through desperate need chapter 1 A worrior is chosen every year to defend my village.My name is rick i train whenever i can.The last few years i have not been chosen because i was too small or too weak but a worrior is never chosen for size or strength but for intelligence. Holly"Rick you are writing in your journel again.Come on we're going to be late for the picking." Rick"but.. th
Dragon Hat 2The young, teenaged girl sat in her room. She browsed through her photo album, looking at all her pictures from last year’s Comic Con. There was an estimate twenty photos at the very least. As she flipped to the last page, the final picture really caught her eye. With her right index finger, she carefully removed the picture from the album, bringing it closer to her as she continued to look at it, almost entranced by it.Dragon Hat 2
It was a picture of a small dragon. This dragon was dressed up like a young boy. It wore a red hat that barely covered its head, the little dragon’s horns holding its hat in place. Its shirt looked like
Yeah, I know - long time ago. But still, more to come...
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