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  • The tale of Angelus Mortis

    In the depths of an inky woodland, sits a dark abandoned cabin, feared by legends to be the abode to outcast witches. A forest even wildlife trembles to enter, depths even sunlight dares not explore, is home, to a little girl. A mellow child, unaware of the world’s evil, enjoying her toast, in a place deemed cursed by…[Read more]

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