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Regret

The Elder stood on the balcony. From here, he could see nearly all of his lands. The sharp slope of the mountains, capped white with snow, were a contrast to the rolling, green plains and dense forests. But it was all his. He had created all of this, and more. Lanethor was proud of his creations, for the most part. The majestic landscapes, the animals, and most importantly: The people. Their…

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