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Post by pharaohakarehmosiii on Dec 15, 2014 16:02:04 GMT -6
Akarehmos walked down the road towards the temple carrying upon his arms the body of a young man, his face was red hot with anger and tears ran down his face. Behind him his men walked in silence, their head bowed down as their Pharaoh walked towards the temple. To Akarehmos's side was Payton, blank with emotion as if a corpse without a shred of a human soul. Tears ran down his cheeks as well yet he didn't make a sound of a sob. The body in the arms of the pharaoh was the body of a young man in his twenties with rough black hair and pale skin tone. Akarehmos stopped before the temple and sobbed in anger.
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