Description
The Icelanders, and the fresh-blood and dried-blood banner, begin their second year on the promontory lost in the heart of the former Afghanistan. A lot has happened in a year. War stories, love stories, departures and arrivals. Especially arrivals: six new recruits who will discover our strange way of working. If you are ready to leave with us, then embark! (Life being what it is, this story might not update weekly... I'll do my best but, well...) If you find this story on others websites (teenfic not to name it), know that I don't have an account there and that my stories have been stolen by them. Also, don't click on a teenfic link, they'll put malwares on your device. and finally, click here to have teenfic closed: https://www.change.org/p/ivan-yuan-shut-down-teenfic-net
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