The Warrior's Crusade: 01He stared at the moon, trying to ignore the images that flashed over in his mind as he remembered the events that unfolded seven months ago. It was always the same dream for him every night, the titan's vision, the final battle, finding his love's dead body in a pool of blood. Very little had changed for him in that small space of time. Months later, and the warrior still hadn't gotten over the most crippling blow he'd ever received in his long life that deprived him of sleep on a regular basis.The Warrior's Crusade: 01 by LoneSWolf
As Arameth stood, and stared out the window, he couldn't help but stare down at the front yard where her body lay. And as much as his dreams gave him dread, Lacrencia's staff gave him hope. A goal, which at this present time, may have seemed far away, but he was closer then ever to achieving it. He knew through rumors from creatures unheard of for humans that he may be able to find a not so impossible entrance into the underworld of Tartarus. That help was among him, if only he looked.
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