The streaks of cerise in the evening sky made him feel hungry. Standing in the shadow of the high-pillars of his once-proud mansion, Vastell gazed out over the beach to the ocean. Soon it would be night, full-dark without even a sliver-moon to light the way. He liked this time of month. It meant easy hunting with easily confused and scared prey. He
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If you're truly interested to learn more of his origins, you should be able to find one more public entry under the tag "Vastell".
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