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I remember

I remember

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Fantasy
I remember the last time the seasons changed. It was six years ago today. Six years ago? Humans were the apex predator, rulers of the planet. Now? Now we are naught but slaves. Athos was a prosperous city. Full of life and wealth, known for its markets and craftsmen. But the peaceful days could not last forever, and the watchful nights closed in. The first signs were the winds. They rushed down from the mountains like wild beasts, howling and crying. Then the booming sounds of the wings. Thousands, if not millions of winged, humanoid creatures, flying. Bearing swords and bows and magic. Then the armies. Marching across the land and slaughtering all of those in their paths. Athos was crushed and burned, the markets in flames, the craftsmen slaughtered. And still, they marched. And still they flew. My story begins with a girl in a forest, hunting for her family. Her name is Asterin Moonflower, and she is Eliria's last hope, not that she knows it yet.
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