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On The Darkest Side Of The Sun - Chapter 6

Submitted by Narmer on Fri, 08/22/2008 - 14:55
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Chapter 6 - Unweaving Paradise

"You ask me why do I play by this rule: give nothing back.

"Can you remember the time when everyone stabbed you in the back and left you with nothing but hatred and smoldering ashes of your soul? Those are the times when desperation and self pity are very tempting. But the thought of revenge always saves you and the thought that one day you will triumph, always keeps you going.

"Bits and shreds of agony are left to yourself like a legacy of a goddamn evil party. Those ghouls come, raid your life, taking everything you hold dear and then they laugh at you, knowing that in that instant you're being left naked of your beliefs, of your desires... of everything that was meant to be held dear to you. And the irony is this: when one thing goes uncontrollably bad, the same thing happens with everything else. The balance of life is gone for a short time and the pillars of your life crumble with unimaginable speed. Your soul cries in the deepest and most humiliating agony, your heart bursts with sorrow, anguish and pain... everything dear fades in the face of chaos. You fear losing that which you price most, you shout and yell, but no one seems to hear you.

On The Darkest Side Of The Sun - Chapter 5

Submitted by Narmer on Fri, 06/13/2008 - 17:42
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Chapter 5- Hatred of the Wounded Dream

‘The war is coming close to an end and it seems that those dead wretches are doing our work, just as planned’ she said, with a fiendish and content smile. ‘Everything is… so damn simple. Right, beloved?’

‘Do not start with those utopias about enslaving the Assassins!’

‘Utopias? Are you trying to tell me that you did not want this from the beginning?’

‘I’m not trying to tell you anything. I am pointing it out for you! The war is going to end soon, indeed. However, consider this: when the Undead are to be victorious, who is going to take care of their mess? Their body count will have grown to an unexpected number. Who will face them, then? The Assassins? I’m quite convinced that that won’t be the answer.’

On The Darkest Side Of The Sun - Loath advocates (Chapter 4)

Submitted by Narmer on Mon, 05/19/2008 - 22:46
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Chapter 4 - Loath advocates

The bodies were scattered and mutilated all over the place. The evening came down on them, as the two of them made camp. He lifted a great fire out of nothing. He looked and searched for something in his backpack and in the end, he revealed a piece of cloth. ‘Now grow!’ In a few seconds, the tent took shape, once again.

On The Darkest Side Of The Sun - Drowned Whispers (Chapter 3)

Submitted by Narmer on Wed, 04/23/2008 - 21:56
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Chapter 3 - Drowned whispers

They were traveling for a few hours in the impenetrable darkness.

‘What is this thing?’ she asked, intrigued.

‘I understand that you’re comfortable with the coolness?’ he smiled.

‘You might say that. What I’m comfortable with is the fact that I’m not being blinded by the sun. In the same time I’m quite alert, given the fact that I really don’t know where we’re actually heading’.

On The Darkest Side Of The Sun - Sweet intoxication of the fog (Chapter 2)

Submitted by Narmer on Mon, 04/14/2008 - 07:58
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Chapter 2 - Sweet intoxication of the fog

The dawn was closing in.

‘Aren’t you coming back in the sheets, with me?’ she offered, with a lazy, sleepy smile. ‘We both hate it…’ she pointed the sun.

‘Not yet, my lovely pet!’

She stared at him in dismay.

‘PET? Who the hell are you calling pet?’

She jumped out of the warm sheets, still enriched with their scents of lovemaking.

‘I believe you are mistaking! The fact that we screwed like wild dogs doesn’t mean that I’m your slave!’

‘You know, you look quite charming, sitting there, all naked! If I were not thinking of much more important things, I would have joined you back to our bed, over there! Moreover, please, I hate the term of ‘screwing like wild dogs’! I do not screw! Another thing that should give you enough trouble: I’m as noble about this subject as any other matter. Treating everything in life with respect is much more interesting and hard, than...

On The Darkest Side Of The Sun

Submitted by Narmer on Sun, 03/30/2008 - 23:25
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Chapter 1 - At Heaven’s gates

Two guilds in the great Raging War… masters and acolytes, dead altogether, whether Necromancers or Assassins. Something was going on in the back of one’s mind; the stains of blood from the battlefield clung on their clothes and on their cheeks. Two blackened souls fighting over petty differences... Hating sunlight, as always, the confrontation was even more interesting at dawn. The last remnants of the clans were scattering, just as these two were measuring each other: magician and murderess.

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