Rain woke to the beating of drums. Just like last time she thought Rain woke to the beating of drums. Just like last time she thought

The story speaks about fire, lava, and volcano. The story speaks about fire, lava, and volcano.

There were no windows in the prison. There were no windows in the prison.

Siara shivered as she felt the strange, cold and dark aura of a spirit in the room "Something's defi... Siara shivered as she felt the strange, cold and dark aura of a spirit in the ro...

I myself can never be seen, however my effects are, I always move forward, never back, I myself can never be seen, however my effects are, I always move forward, never...