Echoes of a Lost Kingdom
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In this unholy city, Azeroth, there he was. Innocent, pure and without lust, hatred or greed. He will not remember this day. He won't remember his father. He won't remember the horror in the eyes of these forsaken outcasts. The only thing that would remain is the nightmare's haunting him at night.
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