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The Task Moonlight poured into a large office through multiple windows lining one wall, the silvery rays mingling and being overpowered by the soft golden light of a desk lamp. Sitting behind this desk was a tall, pale man, who was poring over a memo lying on the desktop. His crimson eyes stared at the sheet of paper before him, his strong-featured face emotionless and unreadable. He reached a long, nimble hand out and grabbed the paper, his free hand brushing his coal hair out of his eyes as he read the single line on the page once more. “Midnight. A runner will be at your chamberThe Task
by ~rebd121
Preview of a Story-Suppression I read over my journals, looking over and over again for some sign of what I had done. Several of them seem to have been altered at some point, whether by me or another I do not know. My pills, prescribed to me what seemed like years ago now, lay beside my hand, not yet having been disposed of. The rustle of the pages of my journals is the only sound, other than my own rhythmic and even breathing. Many of them, I find, say almost exactly the same thing, showing exactly how long I was under the influence of this demonic and all-encompassing drug. However, the further I go back,Preview of a Story-Suppression
by ~rebd121
Musings of Chaos Reaper and Crystal sat across the table from each other, each of them poring over massive volumes. In the hour they had searched thus far, only a few sentences mentioning the Lines had arisen, and all of them were vague rumors. Reaper was becoming frustrated, his mind abuzz with prospects for why he had been deemed Amanda's protector. But, for every reason he developed, another three questions sprang up. Most of the questions started with the word why. "Any luck, Crystal?" he said, slamming another book shut and chucking it to the floor. "No,Musings of Chaos
by ~rebd121
Lines of Fate Reaper awoke, the feel of Amanda's throat still on his hands. The dream stuck in the forefront of his mind as he pulled himself from his throne. He brushed at his white hair with a feeling of disdain, then grabbed his long coat from the throne's arm. He slipped it on over his black torso piece, then began to move toward the door. Before he had made it halfway across the hall, however, he dropped to his knees as pain shot through every inch of his body. He groaned, writhing oddly and trying to prevent himself from screaming. "What is this?!" hLines of Fate
by ~rebd121
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