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I am the herald of the end and you are my sacrifice. Your fate is woven, old wolf. The chains will be broken.
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Much wisdom I know for I see further ahead…
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The fetter will break and the ravener runs free…
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The sun turns black. The land sinks into the sea. The bright stars vanish from the sky. That which sleeps wakens on the mountain.
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There he is
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The vision again?