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Agmar always was fond of the Smell of Cinnamon as it reminded him of his favorite drink from Ye Old' Pinkly Smooth tavern.However, this did not put him at ease as the bar tender whos name was Fiction was a close friend who gave his life for him.He shuttered while walking among the graves.Heart beating cold, Breathless, Agonizing, Heart wrenching memories of the ghosts of days gone by filled his mind.The cold rain felt like acid as it dripped down his brow.He could feel Sarah's spirit was near."Would life be so precious if there never was an end"? Sarah's spirit whispered."I hope you find your own way when I'm not with you tonight" Fictions faint voice echoed.
Agmar always was fond of the Smell of Cinnamon as it reminded him of his favorite drink from Ye Old' Pinkly Smooth tavern.
However, this did not put him at ease as the bar tender whos name was Fiction was a close friend who gave his life for him.
He shuttered while walking among the graves.
Heart beating cold, Breathless, Agonizing, Heart wrenching memories of the ghosts of days gone by filled his mind.
The cold rain felt like acid as it dripped down his brow.
He could feel Sarah's spirit was near.
"Would life be so precious if there never was an end"? Sarah's spirit whispered.
"I hope you find your own way when I'm not with you tonight" Fictions faint voice echoed.
