“Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.” -- Robert Frost
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Azareal was getting tired of these arguments.
"It is not insane, Zathare. I am not insane. I need to stop him. And I need to get Arabella. She is the key to all of this and he can't have her." Azareal whispered as he looked at Zathare. Her eyes were wary, but he knew he could always convince her. "We are going to the dread woods." Azareal said as he grabbed his dark jacket and his pendant. His mom said he found it when he was a kid, but nobody knew where it came from, not even Azareal.
"Dread woods of Delvitga?" Zathare's eyes were full of mockery as she shook her head. "You are crazy. Why in the hell would anyone willingly go to that monstrous place?"
In a land full of supernaturals with the most uni
