The Endurlon
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Last published Thu, Sep 7, 2023
In the darkness of night, the memories of a forgotten power still dwell in the hearts of the world. Through the ages, passed as childhood tales, it became folklore...
But is it really no more than a tale, a legendary myth? Could it be no more than fable, of a time when Gods and Men stood side by side, and fought for the freedom of Arillion.
It began with the Children of Mara, and the hatred of their fathers. And it ended with devastating war.
The creators, seeing the hurts of the world by the hands of their children, took sorrowful pity. In shameful remorse they gave their last to heal the hurts of the world, and vanished. But Essingvaux bestowed grave warnings, and spoke one last time. "When the Endurlon is nigh, I shall return... And all will be renewed with peace."
"For thirteen thousand years I have awaited his voice..."
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