Prologue

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          As the night grew colder in their world, the Shah finished their creation. A loud scream came from around the planet, as they came together to open the portals. Great big circular arches lit up, with blood-red light, and a deep vortex grew in the center. It grew to hold the entire arch, and pulled in whatever came near its deep black center, slowly pulling in the Shah as they came closer. When will it end? When they finally get off their barren wasteland of a once beautiful planet, where joy was known well until they fell from the sky.

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