The Eagle of the north shrieked as one of his feathers fell off. It landed on the peak, destroying it. Its shriek echoed for a while in the frozen lands.
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The World Tree shuddered as its leaves discolored. The few who noticed it went insane, except the shamans. The wise ones turned somber. Leaves showed only changes at the end of an Age. But they never threatened to fall off like this.
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The High Altar gazed at the stars overhead. A smile crept on her face. Just a while longer and she would meet the one she and her predecessors before her had been waiting for.
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Strange phenomena filled the nooks and crannies of the world. Only those at the peak saw the trend and threat of the times to come. Some rejoiced, others feared it.
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"Keep it steady!"
This is how I stop Hex's and Althea's story for this volume.
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