Secrets of Atamur

Giants like pillaring shadows, shadows who move swiftly, shadows who would rule the days to come, leave the world dark again, consume until there's none.

Unoti: Chapter Five

"And what of the trees behind you? What of their flowers? Can you not smell their nectar, their velvet-like pedals? What of the birds in the sky, their songs harmonize, can you hear them? What of the ground, tell me; did you feel the ground slam against your legs, as you fell? And what of I? Did you feel -- when you saw the likes of a mountain moving towards you? Perhaps, it was fear; the likely feeling when stumbling upon the unknown -- do you feel the life in my words, the air that encompasses them, as I speak to you? Tell me, young one, does this world feel lifeless?What is real, to you?" 

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