If only, I thought
(Reklamlänk)
In Varunia, a town far from any mages, monsters or great adventures, there is a sacred thing called peace. However, when killers come from far away to take revenge, the peaceful calm begins to unravel and the cycle of hatred that was once broken continues. Like the change of day and night, history tends to repeat itself.
Will this killer continue to suffer in the path of bloodshed? Will he allow hatred to consume him and all those around him? Will he find peace that is worth every penny? And most importantly ...... will the rose bloom again?
