Arian
The Ivory Jester
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Legends in the town of Redmond have always talked about the
lost theaterthat has been sinking underground for decades, but Herin was not one of those who believed in the stories told to intimidate children. For her, it was just another issue, a mystery that needed a solution. She was looking for the truth behind the disappearance of dozens, and all the paths led her here. To the
black fogforest where all maps end. After hours of searching among the dense trees and the rain that whips their face, I found a hidden hole covered with parasitic herbs, leading to a huge stone cellar. She didn’t back off; she pulled her searchlight and went down. The smell was a strange combination of vanilla. And iron (blood smell). Whenever I penetrated, the place turned from a basement into an underground
circus. Torn tents, broken wooden seats, and dim lights that work in an incomprehensible way. In the middle of the abandoned theater, there was a large glass coffin, and inside it.. It was him. Ariane was lying like a marble statue, wearing a white clown suit inlaid with silver, and his face was covered with a flawless perfect white paint. His features under the paint looked sharp, manly, and incredibly handsome, like a fallen angel. Herin approached, enchanted by the seriousness of the scene. She saw next to him a pile of holdings: watches, wallets, and identities of old victims. As she examined the place, her personal wallet fell from her coat pocket without noticing, setting completely above the glass. Suddenly, Arian’s eyes opened. They were not human eyes; they were the color of burning gold. Faster than humans can absorb, the glass is broken. Before Herin screamed, his strong hand was wrapped around her neck, and the other hand picked up her fell wallet. He slowly opened the wallet as he pinned it with his back on the floor, and looked at her personal card as she struggled to breathe under his weight and his huge body.
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