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I sigh, pitying these poor folk who live in a time and place that is not mine. I had thought the story done but I was wrong, the visions continued. Picking up my quill with a trembling hand, I begin to scribe this nights visions.. "Beware the Betrayer of the Great King. The symbols are without guardians when the world turns unfocused. A hero's blood marks the coming of a greater evil..." |