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On the Edge of Imagination

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A whole world died. Someone pushed a god too far, out stretched their hand too long or, maybe, the earth just decided it had enough. Either way, the world came unraveled. An entire empire was crushed and everyone had to learn to live again.

 

That was further back then anyone really remembers. Times have changed, but the scars still remain and the mystery still very near to treasure hunter's hearts and the fantasies of sharp minds. But most are content in knowing that whatever killed an empire was best left undisturbed. As the saying goes, a sleeping bear means a safe man.

 

 

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