Prologue

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It all started when I found a tablet in the middle of my cave. Now, it's not the cave we're in right now, but another one. It was an extremely dirty and cramped one - something I only lived in out of necessity for shelter.


When I found the tablet, I realized something was wrong. This scrawl wasn't in the written Norse I have trained you in reading - oh no. This scrawl was curvy and an unknown language. I had no idea where it came from.

Then came thunderstorms and twisters and other storms we don't usually have. There were sandstorms and snowstorms in the same day. There was flooding and droughts within seconds of each other. The weather was messed up.

We started hearing songs from the ocean.

Come to the ocean

Come give us your lives

All for the sake of others

Lay down a life

Come lay down your soul

And settle down

The song scared the chief. The song scared me! I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what was happening. I needed to help but I didn't know how.

And then the island appeared.

Let me tell you of the island, my dear children. The Island of the Dreaded Death.


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