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English, 02.01.2020 06:31, castroarlety

Read this and give me your input. its the begining part of a story im writing

the night was cold and dreary, a piercing black as pure moonlight glinted off broken glass littering the streets. dezmond and kendra briskly walked down the barren streets of diverlin like shadows in the night. old weathered shops and boarding houses lined the roads, crooked teeth protruding from the earth. the pungent stench of filth and squalor with a light touch of seawater filled the air. turning the corner onto an adjacent street where gas lamps hung overhead casting puddles of yellow light onto the road, the duo stuck to the middle of the cracked cobblestone lane, avoiding the light and ultimately, detection from nosy onlookers. although the infinity tower had just chimed once, signaling it to be one in the morning, you could never be too certain that you were actually alone on the streets of diverlin. information, especially on secret affairs being conducted at unholy hours of the

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