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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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The cost of joy

Clyss was shaking as he had no idea what just happened to him. He felt incredibly fine and incredibly weak at the same time. The night has been harsh to him. 

He saw that people outside were admiring him, and at the same time, they were ready to destroy him. He observed the mixture of fear and joy in the eyes of the innocents but he also saw the greed and the desire for power. The whispers rose in the shadows, mentioning a dragon with a power unseen before. Something marvelous, a dragon of a thousand stars had flight in the sky tonight. Clyss heard them talking about taming him, killing him, and using him for war, but he also heard beautiful poems about his beauty and delicateness. 

Jäwell looked straight into his eyes, "Humans will always be pushed by their emotions. It is your choice to protect them from you or to live as you wish to do."