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originally posted in:Destiny Fiction Producers
2/7/2017 1:16:34 AM
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Teaser 2

This is a prequel to my first teaser, hope you guys enjoy! The Speaker stood next to his sons grave that stood in the center of the city where the Traveler loomed over. The Speaker took off his helm setting it next to his sons grave revealing his old gray hair that seemed to be brushed gently to the right side. His cobalt blue eyes shown like dagger as the rain dragged down from the sky, hitting his cloak then sliding down to only then smack down to the wet stone floor. Tears started to form in his eyes as he saw the light of his son drain away slowly. His son was so young....so troubled....and here he lied in the center of the city. He was the reminence of a dark truth,[i]nothing stays lit forever[/i]. Those words haunted him. The words spoken by his own son in the final days of life before he died a premature death at the age of 45. "Please forgive me my son..." The Speaker said softly. He then stood there and mourned his sons death in the rain as he heard the whispers of death approach The Last City.

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