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... he edge of the parapet, the cold stone beneath my palms offering a stark contrast to the turmoil that raged within me. The horizon, painted with hues of impending doom, served as a canvas upon which my fears for Egoren sketched scenes of chaos and destruction. I could feel the pulse of the land, the tremble of earth under the march of Pyroth’s forces, and the weight of destiny heavy upon my shoulders.
I was scared. No, I was terrified.
"We will do what needs to be done," I murmur ...
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