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The Prince of the Ombrae

In the Ombrae, people are whispering: "The King will never return," and the panic rose as the sky was menacing to send their soldiers to ravage the monstrosities living here. Banshees, zombies, vampires, and so many others were ready to leave the world they loved, to return to Earth and hide. When another rumor spread: "The Prince is coming", and in the heart of the damned, for the first time in a very long time, there was hope again. For those who have fallen in disgrace, those who want to be forgotten. It feels so cold in Ombrae. Where are our brothers and sisters, where are our children? It is so calm in Ombrae. Listening to the call of our King and then his son, the Prince, in the darkness we rise. It is so warm in Ombrae.

Dragoslawa · Fantasy
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Hold on to the heart

Everything was so fast. All of a sudden, there was an incredible emptiness and a deafening silence. Jäwell had left the world, he rushed to the boat of Dante and took the passage to the darkness, leaving Tarim alone to rule the world.

The new leader of the Ombrae had taken his place. 

Tarim flew to the top of the castle, he landed on the highest tower to look at what happened and state the chaos that was left. Jäwell left, and he left a desolate world. People were not crying anymore but the wind blew and transported their weeping. 

Everywhere, there was only sadness and despair. Tarim had a long sigh, he was affected by what he was in front of him, much more than he would like to. Lifeless bodies were lying on the floor while relatives tried to find them. The most disturbing thing was that there were no ruins. The shadows had restored everything, yet, the heart of the ombrae had been ravaged deeply and this was shown.