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« Whatever it costs - A child's heartbreaking cry pierces the sepulcral silence of the night. My heart banging in my chest. The gasping and hoarse breath of my stallion galloping on the way where snow and mud mingle in a dangerous dance. The rage that burns my heart, soon to be satisfied. The cold blade of my sword on my thigh. I ride in armor under the red moon, drunk with an obscure vengeance that crushes me all. Soon. Yes, very soon. I can hang them from my pillar of justice. »
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« ... gigantic trees line the path to the mansion. The stars can be seen through the foliage forming a majestic vegetable cathedral. A mysterious magic, a mesmerizing alchemy emanates from this place. »
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« Fear, terror, thinking about it again, is what I should have felt when this stranger was trying to delight me. But this was not the case, quite the contrary. Were it his words, his tender gestures that produced this effect? The truth is that he was at that terrible moment, my soothing breeze, my refuge in the midst of this storm of pain. »
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