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I am sorryMalik's sword pointed at Altair. “What..what are you doing, Malik?” Altair asked confused. “There was a time, when I thought that you have changed. But after what you have done now...This must have an end!” The one-armed man came closer and Altair stumbled back. One step closer, one more step back. The rafiq's eyes were glowing insane. Altairs face became as white as chalk, when he realized where his once-best-friend was leading him to. Now the platform from where he performed his lea of faith during Roberts attack was right behind him. “Malik..please, let me..” “Shut up, Novice!” the man growled angrily. There was no hay below, they both knew it. Altair had three choices: Being killed by Maliks sword, being killed by the impact with the rock or jumping into the river and drown. “So be it, Malik. I just wanted to apologize. And I deserve death.” He looked down and jumped bakwards. Malik gasped and ran after him. His shout wasI am sorry by Flammensturm2
Connor's Creed part 4 I love the forest on the homestead. The sun trickling through the leaves on the trees, leaving dancing patterns of shadow and light on the ground. The wind swaying in the branches, the deer who are rarely aware of my presence. It's a place of peace, a place of tranquility.Connor's Creed part 4 by Phsbarbie
At least, it is most days. Today the air is full of the sounds of my betrothed's cursing.
"Son of a whore!" she explodes as the knife misses even the edge of the target by 6 inches.
I chuckle, the sound of it surprising myself. I can't help it really. The words coming out of her lovely mouth would put half of my initiates to shame. It's such a far cry from the Mahayla Waltson she's always trying to present, the one she meant for me to meet the first time I called on her.
I like her better this way.
Hayla hears me laugh and turns to me with a glare. I quickly mold my face into an expressionless mask, one that should b
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