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... he Arcane.
Making our way across the bridge, faded memories of past events swelled within my soul, Painfully clawing at my mind, my footsteps began to slow, and my mind began to wain the closer I got to Rense Loren.
I could still remember the salty wails of the Castle City seated above the Black Shores, a lake formed with the tears of the Souls of Oblivian. Corrupted by the Sin of Man and the Sorrow of Creation, the once white shores had turned a majestic black, leading Lady Morf ...
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