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... owards the Gate of Aze, bathing in flames.
It was hot, searing hot, but the flames did not burn, nor did it hurt. It was weeping, mourning, for its loss, for my loss.
Pressing my palm upon the Gate that remained shut, my hands fell upon my throat stained by the Darkness. Stabbing my finger into my flesh, I clawed at my throat, tearing flesh away like it was paper.
I was thirsty.
"M'lord, what is your command," The Lich said, his name already forgotten, but he look ...
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