( And I'm dreaming of another place to be )

 

( You know me much too well )

It took a lot of trust for someone to be granted permission to help remove a Judge Magister's armor. Anonymity for one, prevented many from the task and personal safety was paramount to the emissaries of Justice. A Judge Magister's face was never seen by the general public lest it be remembered for a revenge killing. Removing their armor also ( Read more... )

"You have got to be kidding." Revenal looked increduously insulted at his slightly older brother.
"Why not? It's the perfect present for a one year old!" Lamont defended, glaring at him with his striking blue eyes. Solidor eyes. They had been made famous by Gramis and Lamont Solidor and renewed within Larsa the moment the babe had opened his eyes.

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“Larsa Ferrinas Solidor!” Sharp and swift, cutting deep into the boy and rendering him motionless. Paired with a stern glance and pursed lips, there was not a chance of the boy approaching any closer. But he countered it quickly with his best weapon.

Larsa pouted.

“But I have to say goodbye!”
“You are meant to be in bed! Dawn is yet to unfold and ( Read more... )

Honor was a filthy word. It clung to other words as they escaped the mouth, burdening them with inescapable obligation. Obligation. That word was filthy too. It spoke of actions executed for the sole purpose of fulfilling a bond. If Larsa Ferrinas Solidor ever became powerful enough, he would strike those words out of history and use.

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