Blood pearls the vermillion that kills

Blood pearls the vermillion that kills

Blood pearls the vermillion that kills

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10 Chapters Ongoing Status
Last Update December 9, 2022

Blood pearls the vermillion that kills is The Carmiccino25creation,The novel is mainly aboutThe novel is set in fictional setting, please be forgiving.Stay nice, my kind hearted readers.A paragraph change in chapter 2. Explanation why they are taken as prisoners of war. Brief summary, Driston empire has a policy where "useless," villages that are smaller than cities and not agricultural, or bountiful villages (predicted to be unable to pay tax, not trade, are remote, not known for craft or anything) are reformed for other purposes.________The skies are barely forgiving even in the hours of mourning silence. Rather than ominous clouds of gloom, the sun rises unimpeded, birthing pink hues in its infinite reach. A beautiful phenomenon that rouses mocking in me. So much blood was shed yet the sun rises all the same.Maybe at least the rain will come to grief us. I thought, noticing how the pinkish clouds are concentrated in the east. A premonition that torrential downpour was to come. At least the scent of blood will be washed away.I sat in the surface of slightly moist grass, suf Read Novel

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Blood pearls the vermillion that kills is The Carmiccino25creation,The novel is mainly aboutThe novel is set in fictional setting, please be forgiving.Stay nice, my kind hearted readers.A paragraph change in chapter 2. Explanation why they are taken as prisoners of war. Brief summary, Driston empire has a policy where "useless," villages that are smaller than cities and not agricultural, or bountiful villages (predicted to be unable to pay tax, not trade, are remote, not known for craft or anything) are reformed for other purposes.________The skies are barely forgiving even in the hours of mourning silence. Rather than ominous clouds of gloom, the sun rises unimpeded, birthing pink hues in its infinite reach. A beautiful phenomenon that rouses mocking in me. So much blood was shed yet the sun rises all the same.Maybe at least the rain will come to grief us. I thought, noticing how the pinkish clouds are concentrated in the east. A premonition that torrential downpour was to come. At least the scent of blood will be washed away.I sat in the surface of slightly moist grass, suf Read Novel

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