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The Imagery of the Dreamers

The Imagery of the Dreamers

If I think back to the first sensation that I know is real and true, it’s the sound of a pickaxe spiking stone as it strikes to clear a fallen shaft. I remember the scrape and tumble of broken rock lifted into carts and hauled away. Dwarven voices belted out an anthem...
The Downcast the Heavens Sent

The Downcast the Heavens Sent

“Dearest and brightest angel, Before the gods died, you performed faithful service in their name. Your existence was purposeful and your light was so radiant that I am glad we never met in battle. During the war, I never expressed my esteem for you, but I want...