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Intro to UnholyRuric placed a shaky hand on his pen and the pen tip against the parchment. His son's voice echoed in his ears, and he began to write.     This is a story of untold courage, unheard of peril, and a quest which is righteous beyond compare. It is not for the feint of heart, nor the weak of mind. Three heroes began a quest, and their trials held the potential to change our world     When you read this account, know that no one was left untouched. I pray that - no matter what god you serve- that this account gives you the courage to continue our fight, and one day, we will see its end. Intro to Unholy
by ~Suna23Rewander
Book 1 UnholyBook 1  Unholy   
Chapter 1  Encounter   
 She couldn’t remember everything, but the important things were burned, in-grained if you will, in her so deep that they were unforgettable, and in the end, it is the important things that one remembers…   Aelwon’s hard-leather boots, turned from black to brown by the sun, hammered through the muddy, city streets. She pulled the hood of her black cloak up to cover her ivory hair and down to cover her face, all the way to her nose.   She did this partially to block the freezing rain, but it was mostly, to hide the pale, silvery-blue Book 1 Unholy
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by ~Suna23Rewander
Holding sinMy world's ablaze.  Bits of life lay at my feet.  When I see him, my soul dreams.  His smile is my light.  His voice is a song.  And when I feel his touch,  
my joy cannot be contained.  There must be a god.  For such perfection to exist,  must be a sin.  His breath is the gentle beat of angels' wings.  His silence is a burning flame.  With each moon phase I hold him closer.  But who can hold the wind?  
He causes me to sin,  but who could no?  When the sin is the love of another? Holding sin
by ~Suna23Rewander
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