On this desolate and forgotten world, in the grip of ravaged and timeless mountains, fierce battles rage. Always present overhead are proud, elegant birds watching the needless sacrifice below with a sad eye and a sickened heart. Some say they are the souls of the fallen, watching and weeping.
Is it you they weep for?
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