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Tempest NightsHe blinked, and there he stood. The pier of rocks stretching out before him, he glanced up at the angry skies. Slowly, the night grew darker and the wind increased. He took a step forward to one of the adjacent rocks, and as he did the wind became fiercer. What was this? Another step, and with it a drop of rain. Physical representation of his doubts? Fears? He was not sure. In fact, the only thing he was sure of in this dark, violent place was that he was not sure what this dark, violent place was, or why he found himself there. The rain came harder now, soaking into his cloths and weighing them down. Why? Why this? Why him? Why now? The windTempest Nights
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