Tenefire Blood

Tenefire Blood

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It started with the scream, the scream that ended us all. It started with the fear, the fear of that we would end. It started with the pain, the pain that started it all. The pain that crushed your bones and crushed your hope. It started with war, the war that killed thousands. The war that left us abandoned. It ended with the boat, with the country in ruins, all of the land masses left combined. They always said Pangea would come back but they never thought that in the combining we would lose some land mass. We lost the Republic of Thenes, or what was once Australia. We lost the Dethlen Islands, or what was once Hawaii and Alaska. We also lost any other smaller land masses that were not the major continents. We lost everything. It started with fire, Tenefire.
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