Blood, Gold, and Silver
“I was hoping to hear the story of what happened that day, over four years ago, when the Silver Myst first appeared.”
Roland sighed heavily, the smile on his face slipping as a haunted look came over his features. “I’m afraid I don’t remember much about that day. We arrived too late to save the Thunder Pack, but we did rip into the ranks of Vampires and their human followers nonetheless. I had just managed to rip the head off of their leader, seconds away from death myself, when he appeared. We were outnumbered five to one, and even without their leader, they were closing in to finish us off. One second we were on the defensive, all of us wounded and bleeding, but when he let out a spine chi
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