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Final Conflict

One cold and bright winter day with the sky unusually clear, four shadows appeared over the land called Dread, Evil, Death and Fear. Behind them followed darkness absorbing the light of day, and there were very few people, who dared to stand in their way. Too many have asked for their help in trying to prove they were strong, maybe coming face to face with them will convince them they were wrong. We have to come together to make this conflict cease, and to counteract these shadows with Hope, Freedom, Love and Peace.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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