The Carpathians – Short Fiction

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Myron stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking the Carpathians. His Carpathians. For the last 800 years, Myron had been the Lord of Castle Bloodred. The newly initiated weaklings had been a trouble in this region recently, bringing unwanted attention to

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