A Song of Spring

A Song of Spring

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Fantasy
Twisted crags and fallen willows, dying embers and cold winds. Forgotten tales and untold truths. 'Twas the way of the world. It was lost and broken. Black and bleak. An abyss of malice seeped into man and with it came a curse of death. Plagued by ravenous hunger for glory without honor. Battles will be lost and wars will be waged. For the cold autumn winds will blow and the empty kingdoms will freeze. Because in the end it was man's own pride that led to their own demise. Life and death, and of course, light and dark. Eaten away by the worlds confusion, dying embers still light the way, no matter how dark it may seem, there's always light among the Gone, searching for a way back to its Creator.
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