

Some Things Never ChangeOur work here is done. We move to Cyprus now, to finish off the remaining Templars. The Brotherhood is slowly receding into the shadows, although I have tried again and again to warn them against this idea. Our fool of a Master set things in motion that continued even as he breathed his last; as the feverish light died within his eyes and his last breath slipped from his lips. We are known, our cover blown by the very man my Brothers and I saw as Master, who we thought saw us as his own children. Indeed - had he not called me such many times before? Had he not, as a father would, reprimanded and praised me for the results of my actions, bothSome Things Never Change


MasqueradeThe building was bustling. Women and men stood gathered around tall white-marble pillars and wooden doorways in groups, chatting as liveried servants moved from group to group, platters of food and drink held up high in the air to avoid any contact. Most of the white-marble floor was hidden beneath a plush red carpet that covered the floor, leaving bare only an edge near the walls. Most of the costumes this year were - as always - abysmal. Nobles having no idea of the outer world dressing up as heavily powdered barmaids and light elves. He had seen about a dozen at least come as drow, their faces inked black and their hair in white wigs thatMasquerade

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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper.
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper.
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper.
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My english is not very good, sorry
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper.
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