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Blood of the Chosen; A Tale of Wrath • Megan Cutler
To an outside observer, the altar looked like nothing more than charred remains peeking from the ruins of some long forgotten temple. It was only when Reianna entered the timestream that she could see the walls gleaming almost iridescent with tiny pinpricks of glittering gold shining in the light. Blue-green torches flared on either side … Read More Read More