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The Eternal Cycle The lone man stood atop the crumbling tower that rose from the centre of the fortress, his jet black hair hidden under the hood of a plain black cloak with a purple trim. He gazed over the jagged rocks surrounding the fortress, a disinterested look in both his brown left eye...

Just a little space I plan on filling with random short stories as and when they come to my head. If anybody has any suggestions, I'm more than happy to hear them.