Fiore, A place I never thought I would see again. Macao is on the over side of that crystal blue river, The place I was cleansed, And marked as a 'Saint', But that is the past. If I was to get caught up in memories, I'd be seen. And I can not let that happen, or else I'd be killed. Harkon, I'm coming for you. Hours pasted while Ura sat by the water her eyes following the river down, a foot sitting in the water, How long has he been watching me? I can feel his eyes, why has he not attacked? "Father. Why are you hiding? I'm not here to fight you, Yet.." She has grown so much to look like her. My Layla. That is why I can't attack, She looks just like her mother... The guilt, why am I feeling this way?
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Zandar
FantasyThe magical land of Zandar is full of tragic events, but none more so of the town of Hades and he tale of Ura, A mother who lost her daughter due to a royal army assault on the town. Now Ura searches for vengeance
