They’re circling us like vultures, waiting for us to fall.
Gripped by grief at the impending loss of my old man, a club president on his deathbed, rival clubs, once loyal, now test boundaries, searching for cracks in the Northern Kings’ strength. With the return of the Bloody Hand on British soil, a crimson warning for us all, the alliance is getting twitchy. The only certainty in all of this is war - the only question when the first shot will be fired.
But in the middle of these dark days, she is a ray of light. A beautiful distraction.
Emmie
Tiny.
Nervous.
And far too young for me.
Yet she has battles of her own – a past that won’t let her go. But I’ll swear my allegiance to her – to the one person who sees me for what I truly am.
However, getting close to her is like playing with fire, a dangerous game that threatens to consume us both. She's a weakness, a vulnerability they'll exploit without hesitation, and I may well become the Grim Reaper knocking at her door.
Gripped by grief at the impending loss of my old man, a club president on his deathbed, rival clubs, once loyal, now test boundaries, searching for cracks in the Northern Kings’ strength. With the return of the Bloody Hand on British soil, a crimson warning for us all, the alliance is getting twitchy. The only certainty in all of this is war - the only question when the first shot will be fired.
But in the middle of these dark days, she is a ray of light. A beautiful distraction.
Emmie
Tiny.
Nervous.
And far too young for me.
Yet she has battles of her own – a past that won’t let her go. But I’ll swear my allegiance to her – to the one person who sees me for what I truly am.
However, getting close to her is like playing with fire, a dangerous game that threatens to consume us both. She's a weakness, a vulnerability they'll exploit without hesitation, and I may well become the Grim Reaper knocking at her door.
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