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Hovering

the Square of the First Kingdom of Flames.

Lines and letters burning into your very being

each holding words unseen by many.

The Square opens, Regnvm Spiritvs: terrible, unknown.

Many voices whisper: barriers into worlds, crossed.

A black desert of towering monuments of flame,

faceless black spectres hiss at intrusion:

embodiments of cold, dark flame.

Dragged closer to the flame, its secrets devoured.

Ecstasy.