HAD THE WORLD, LOST THE WAR

[Whipster]

& from then on i knew, it was only you

NAUGHT FOR THE WEAK MINDED.

The black apparition stood atop the dune with eyes that screamed, lips that pursed and skin that tingled with sparks from rage he had never felt before. Atreyu had travelled many miles now in search for the bastard son of the Desert; the man who had stolen from him the purity of his lover. It had been a one night rendezvous, he had been away and she had let sweet words sway her faithfulness. A year had passed now, maybe close to two now with the seasons changing.

The sun beat down mercilessly, casting a heavy shadow as the Friesian descended the dune and headed west of this putrid palace of red sands. Back home, it had never been hard to find him, the golden boy from once lands unknown. Here it was harder, he would have easily slipped past if he knew what was now befalling him. But this was Atreyu's line of work, the art of sneak and calculation. It made him the great of his time, able to outwit his enemies. This was no different. This was a fire powered by broken heartedness.

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____ the assassination of the forever boy