Cruel eyes. Perfect lips. I don’t want to crave them but I do. They say only the strong will survive. In my case, the only way might be to shatter my heart. The Old Gods weren’t dead. They were just bored.They turned that restlessness to those under their control.And created a game between the Legions.A game of survival.A game of wit.A game where you must kill or be killed.A game where those who … that restlessness to those under their control.And created a game between the Legions.A game of survival.A game of wit.A game where you must kill or be…
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