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Out of Retirement – Page 39
The ritual is nearly done. Soon I will go to the mountain! I will shake the tree and burn the world!
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Out of Retirement – Page 36
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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Out of Retirement – Page 33
The sun turns black. The land sinks into the sea. The bright stars vanish from the sky. That which sleeps wakens on the mountain.