God45
#PrayersForBahakan
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Jag skrev ett litet spel.
A shadow is across the land. Queen Mevrians castle has gone dark. Cities are haunted by the living dead. Demons plague the land. The eastern sea has turned to blood. The air smells of dragon fire. Beasts of legend are in every wood and forest. Rifts to hell and stranger places are open and vomit out their filth. The black knight Harald has returned.
Yet it is not the end of days. Because of you. You are brave knights who pick up your swords and set out on a quest against evil. The time of heroes might be ending but it has saved the best for last.
A shadow is across the land. Queen Mevrians castle has gone dark. Cities are haunted by the living dead. Demons plague the land. The eastern sea has turned to blood. The air smells of dragon fire. Beasts of legend are in every wood and forest. Rifts to hell and stranger places are open and vomit out their filth. The black knight Harald has returned.
Yet it is not the end of days. Because of you. You are brave knights who pick up your swords and set out on a quest against evil. The time of heroes might be ending but it has saved the best for last.
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