>>10252486She is torn asunder from the very fabric of reality, her body and soul split from time and thrust into a world uttler unfamiliar to the joys and brutality that she knows. She gasps for breath, gasps to find some form of sense of reality as she convulses and writhes. The figure who stands before her beams, an easygoing smile planted on a pale face.
>So do beat the drums of war.>So does the horde grow in strength.>The sky eternal gives us an endless well from which to draw in pursuit of our conquest.4/5
