The Vermilion That Kills

The Vermilion That Kills

The Vermilion That Kills

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10 Chapters Ongoing Status
Last Update November 12, 2022

The Vermilion That Kills is The VanillaLamb25creation,The novel is mainly aboutThe novel is set in fictional setting, please be forgiving.Stay nice, my kind hearted readers.A paragraph change in chapter 2. Explanation why they are taken as prisoners of war. Brief summary, Driston empire has a policy where "useless," villages that are smaller than cities and not agricultural, or bountiful villages (predicted to be unable to pay tax, not trade, are remote, not known for craft or anything) are reformed for other purposes.________The skies are barely forgiving even in the hours of mourning silence. With the sun rising unimpeded, instead of ominous clouds of gloom. Even more merry with pink hues spread infinitely across the horizon. A beautiful phenomenon that rouses mocking in me. So much blood was shed yet we are greeted all the same.Maybe at least the rain will come to grief us. I thought, noticing how the pinkish clouds are concentrated in the east. A premonition that torrential downpour was to come. At least the scent of blood will be washed away.I sat in the sur Read Novel

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The Vermilion That Kills is The VanillaLamb25creation,The novel is mainly aboutThe novel is set in fictional setting, please be forgiving.Stay nice, my kind hearted readers.A paragraph change in chapter 2. Explanation why they are taken as prisoners of war. Brief summary, Driston empire has a policy where "useless," villages that are smaller than cities and not agricultural, or bountiful villages (predicted to be unable to pay tax, not trade, are remote, not known for craft or anything) are reformed for other purposes.________The skies are barely forgiving even in the hours of mourning silence. With the sun rising unimpeded, instead of ominous clouds of gloom. Even more merry with pink hues spread infinitely across the horizon. A beautiful phenomenon that rouses mocking in me. So much blood was shed yet we are greeted all the same.Maybe at least the rain will come to grief us. I thought, noticing how the pinkish clouds are concentrated in the east. A premonition that torrential downpour was to come. At least the scent of blood will be washed away.I sat in the sur Read Novel

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