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... the world had morphed to a chilly cold blade that made everyone who had approached him quiver.
He had been in disguise for long and only in dark nights would he strip off that mask.
Sam was sitting in the crow’s nest[1], and was embracing the howling wind whooshing past. Sea water splashed onto him because the sea was churning so violently. Sam had suffered much more when compared to Glenn, an orphan.
Fifteen years ago, on a usual tranquil evening, two black sorcerers ca ...
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