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Winter Pass

Chezilla
"-Thousands of years, waiting for the sun to shine on us again. Thousands of years, screaming for the gods to take mercy on us. Thousands of years, crying for our loved ones to come back to life." His words chilling, and choking the lungs of the woman sitting in front of him. The woman who knew nothing, yet, still attempted to save this worthless soul but craving its gifts. Same as others. Her almond-shaped eyes that shone gray with pearls falling from them as if she were a clam endlessly spilling precious jewels with no one to help collect them. "So many centuries... Watching as life after life is collected by their hands and my own. These centuries of hatred, how could I forget?" Wiping the dust off an eerie brass horn, Haolin's fingers instinctively curled around its handle. Almost tight enough to crush it in his hands, "-I can't turn back time. I can't return to those who gave their all for an unworthy cause, nor can I slaughter the traitors whose blood already stained my hands once." The sight of the horn's distorted handle made her catch her breath. "This useless "blessing" I traded the gods my everything for." His smile was scornful, "Are you also a foolish human who desires 'Heaven's Favor'?"
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