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The Land of Firran was burning up. No one could ignore it any longer. The young Queen of Firran knew she had to take action or else the consequences would be disastrous. The journey to the landbrigde, was uneventful. The burning lava of the landscape burned the eyes and the dry air made breathing a torture. The small group of villagers barely made it onto dry land before the land bridge collapsed beneath their feet. For the first time, the People beheld the lush woods amd clear waters of the Isle of Asyria. A new beginning for them all... |
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