Let the Descent Begin

The light is a lie told to the living. The gold is a ghost of

a kingdom long gone. Do you feel the temperature drop? That is the

breath of the void. The shroud has been waiting for

you. Vale was beautiful once. Green hills, silver towers,

reaching for a god that never answered. But the shadows have been hungry

for a long time. They remember my name. They remember my

blood. Close your eyes. Don't fight the dark. It's much easier

if you let it in. Let the descent begin.