wearepaladin:The Fate of Isildur byAnato FinnstarkThe son of the King knelt on the ground, seeing hi
wearepaladin:The Fate of Isildur byAnato FinnstarkThe son of the King knelt on the ground, seeing his father’s face drain of life. Not far, the elven king too faded, the light of their immortality swallowed by the darkness around them.The Darkness deepened, the Abhorred stalking forward with all the confidence of night devouring the day, the two dead kings who posed a threat now just shells to be fed to his armies. All light seemed to die in that presence…save for a band of gold on a black iron hand.Isildur, Son of the King, grasped the shattered remains of the Red and White Flame, and began to rise and meet his fate, and to cut at the Darkness with all his might. -- source link
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