Sirelia’s Last War

The dust over Hollowspire had not yet settled when the order was given.

No horns. No banners. No cries of conquest.

Just a whisper, passed hand to hand, through seers and soldiers, from witch to warhound:

“We march.”

And so they did.

South.

Toward the forbidden edge of the world. Toward a name...

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