It was a stifling hot night in Velmora City. The lady Malora had been walking home when she started to feel someone following her. She hears footsteps. She changes streets. The footsteps change streets. She stops. They stop. Then she sees the lights of the Inn of Infinite Sorrow. Malora started to rush through the … Continue reading InkBorn
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