By David C. Daoust The woman was a frail little thing, gaunt in the cheek, with stick-like arms. Armis Clemente, while witnessing this very sight daily, could not help but feel shocked. Wrapped in her arms was an infant, one that she bounced lightly, swaying back and forth. The child was not crying, though the…
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By David C. Daoust Following ‘flying’ beings, through a multi-tiered city, was proving far more trying than Major could have guessed. In point of fact, he had lost the Wraiths almost immediately. All he was going by now, was the general direction they were headed before they’d vanished from sight. All he could do was…
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