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This is a collection of stories relating to Yorva's journey as she seeks to right the wrongs that were put upon her and her native lands within the North Downs.
Conceived a year before the Day of the Red Sea,
Born to Vengeful mother, gone to flee,
Gone over Ice in pursuit of dreaded twilight,
Betrayed by vengeful king who slipped through eyesight,
O glorious white ship, stained with blood!
Sailed beyond their sight, drowned by the sea flood,
Left all alone, to fend for themselves,
Doomed to die, the unlucky Elves,
Vengeful mother, enraged by her loss,
Hot in pursuit, angered to cross,
It is over. I have yearned for this moment for three long years, and now, it is finally over. The man, the beast, he who was once known as the Black Tide draws breath no more. Struck down by my own hands, a deserving revenge, lavishly extracted... A revenge that tasted sweeter than the sweetest wine.