Rings of Honor

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As the moon shows her luminescent face over the slumbering streets of Rhydin, and quiet whispers take the place of the boisterous activity of the day, a caravan of brightly decorated wagons begins a slow procession into town. Tumbling figures dance past closed doors and shuttered windows, pasting up...

Crystal water turns to dark Where ere it's presence leaves it's mark And boiling currents pound like drums When something wicked this way comes... A presence dark invades the fair And gives the horses ample scare Chaos rains and panic fills the air When something wicked this way comes... Ill winds m...