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Cursed Bloodlines Part 4
Were it not for this blood, I would have fallen to these mountains. At the top, through the clouds, a grand hall welcomed me. In these halls were the last whispers of great warriors. The souls of those who never left the battle and whom the battle will never leave. Atop this throne, I sought freedom from my curse. My knees quaked. In the distance I heard a thundering laugh. Now, I carry burdens heavier still.
<i>Lore submitted by Eldridge#2594</i>
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