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The night sky was cool and peaceful, the stars were hidden by a thin layer of cloud. A storm was brewing, and some else would herald it. Death, Danger and Confusion. (ok so no death, it just sounded impressive) A hole appeared, ringed with and angry rope of fire. A stern greying man with a scar on his face stepped out of the black, star-filled chasm. He was Cronus, the Lord of Time. He seemed out of place in the concreted street. Wisps of multi-coloured mist encircled his black covered wrist. They gracefully fell to the ground and slithered under the door of the nearest house.

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/ oooooooooooooo scary, what happens next i wonder! please review /