Ronin: The Dark Huntsman

Ronin: The Dark Huntsman

Ronin: The Dark Huntsman

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10 Chapters Ongoing Status
Last Update August 9, 2022

Ronin: The Dark Huntsman is The Atif_Naeemcreation,The novel is mainly aboutAt the base of a forlorn mountain ran a small creek, cutting and winding through the small crater; a bowl-shaped depression formed from the aftermath of the battle that had recently taken place. Though the ground had caved in, the water didn fill the place, following its natural course as it quenched the thirst of the ruined city; littered with corpses and washed with the blood of the many citizens it had once harbored.In the exact center of the crater, in a vaguely crude cylindrical swath of green – decorated here and there with grass and occasional patches of chrysanthemum, circular flowers in brilliant shades of yellow, lavender, and crimson – stood a stone marker bearing wreath of golden grass.The scene of death was quite beautiful, the flowers weren watered by the creek water, rather it was the strands of blood jutting from the surrounding bodies that made them bloom in all their glory.He knelt before the tiny monument, gazing listlessly at the crude script forming the victi Read Novel

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Ronin: The Dark Huntsman is The Atif_Naeemcreation,The novel is mainly aboutAt the base of a forlorn mountain ran a small creek, cutting and winding through the small crater; a bowl-shaped depression formed from the aftermath of the battle that had recently taken place. Though the ground had caved in, the water didn fill the place, following its natural course as it quenched the thirst of the ruined city; littered with corpses and washed with the blood of the many citizens it had once harbored.In the exact center of the crater, in a vaguely crude cylindrical swath of green – decorated here and there with grass and occasional patches of chrysanthemum, circular flowers in brilliant shades of yellow, lavender, and crimson – stood a stone marker bearing wreath of golden grass.The scene of death was quite beautiful, the flowers weren watered by the creek water, rather it was the strands of blood jutting from the surrounding bodies that made them bloom in all their glory.He knelt before the tiny monument, gazing listlessly at the crude script forming the victi Read Novel

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