One nite, it was dark and cold. A man that was slender and build, running through the woods, in search of his love, she was kidnapped. He went through the woods searching for clues as she laid pieces down for him to follow. Up on the horizon a storm so nasty, huge hail, lighting, thunder spreading through the skies coming down. It been a very long time since this man found his love. She was one that no one could ever be as goregous. He hunted day and nite, the storm giving downpours of rain, can't see in front of him, His search was continuing on. Then when he finally reached the castle a new journy began,,
to be continued.
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