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Auburn Souls

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Mosha entered the large Hall covered with fine tapestries and masterful artworks of former Kings that have say upon Beth Arem's influential throne. The white marble pillars and stone flooring told of the kingdom's great wealth and crafty workmanship.

"Ah, Mosha. Nice of you to join us," said King Falgen, drawing his words out like molasses. His nefarious presence could silence a demon.

Mosha looked above, without moving his head, at the Palace Council who sat in ornate thrones, judgement plastered upon aged faces. He returned his gaze to the King. "Quit with the formalities your majesty."

To Be Continued...

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