Sanguine Streets - Purple turns to Red
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A pleasant night finds it's way to the slums of Arabel. Where residents participate in revelries a many near the warmth of trash lit aflame.. A pleasure not taken for granted; as crime, pain and all injustices are far too common where the poor man suffers...
In the midst of these festivities a darkness combats an illuminated alleyway, shrouding any and all vision. Singing blades reach the ears alongside cries of death. Many hide where some stay, determined to protect the streets they hold so dear...
The shroud of darkness fades, where many scream in horror.. Enduring the sight of blood that paints the alleyway both high and low. Upon the cobblestone is where men in purple now bleed lifelessly...
A reminding image of what waits for them, a sight that rekindles a rebel's soul.. Many lay claim as to who rooted out those in purple but there is only one to thank alone.. A vision of Rebirth, a vision of what Arabel ought to be..
