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"With his
coming are the dread fires born again. The hills burn, and the land turns
sere. The tides of men run out, and the hours dwindle. The wall is
pierced, and the veil of parting raised. Storms rumble beyond the horizon,
and the fires of heaven purge the earth. There is no salvation without
destruction, no hope this side of death."
- Fragment
from The Prophesies of the Dragon
believed translated by N'Delia
Basolaine,
First Maid and Swordfast to Raidhen of Hol Cuchone (circa 400 AB)
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