draknar we've spoken before haven't word of the skies blackened to red brought worry .
yes my lord dieons prophecy of the haunted arise upon my shores .demons with wing await the ring of forgotten king .
there draknar spoke of the fallen kings armor ringing as they stopped putting swords from hand with magical rings of the haunted dead .lord falling by fate .
there world glittered gold .unfolding before the stars .night set in .
end of chapter
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