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... ind refused to rustle the dark needle branches that knotted above the glade like the ribs of some ancient, slumbering beast.
The trees here were older than the courts and older than kings. Their roots whispered in the old tongue, murmuring spells from a time when the stars had not yet chosen their patterns. This place was the Grove of Accord which had not been touched by mortal hands in five hundred years. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
It was here, that the first pact of peace w ...
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