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"Tears unable to shed. A cry unheard when hurt. This is reasoning behind your crimes?.....Faliure to heed the spirits songs of season is fact to my judgement. Confessions deem obsolete and tongue of man shall be muted...will be my first sentence!"

It was as if being drowned, choked up, to the last breath and exhaling only proved worst. Screams by mother to daughter became a struggle, while calls from father to son became a burden to anyone trying to find a loved one missing among them.

The village of Delsor-Raunt could only submit. A silence never known was born. He cracked his knuckles irritated by the mortals still trying to cry out for help or someone dearest to save them. As soon as he was about to state his second punishment. A fluttering pair of bright wings blew away the prison of fumes like a flashflood.

Moon Spirit appeared on the opposite horizon, glaring firm....not losing composure, casted her mighty wings into a shrillng blue Aura. A raincloud appeared in seconds and showered down upon the people turning them all into ivory statues. Fear seemed frozen on every face forever in time.




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