Eclipsed Hearts: The Fivefold Prophecy
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The realm of Atherra, a world fractured by ancient magic. The land is divided between five elemental dominions - Pyros, Aquaelis, Terrenor, Zephara, and Umbra - each ruled by remnants of old magic. The last great war, called The Sundering, ended sixteen years ago when five heroes failed to defeat the Great Evil known as The Devourer of Light. Now, their children - the new generation - begin to have haunting visions of each other, drawn by fate and bound by powers they barely understand.
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