Shadow Over the Fallen Throne Prologue: Awakening

Little more than a breath, barely more than a rustling of leaves in the gentlest of breezes, it came, a whisper on the wind.

Nova….

A name, adrift amidst the sea of foggy, clinging darkness that threatened to pull her back under, back into the clutches of the black and dreamless slumber.

So it begins....

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