The tower of Abud-Gur was shunned by locals with good reason. Perched high on a pinnacle of rock, locals could observe strange flashes of light emanating from it on many a night. None knew the purpose, but all knew that great evil was at work.
It rose from the chasm. She could hear it. Feel it. She needed to put the thought of it from her mind and reach the inner calm that would bring her victory....
The vortex had first appeared two days ago. At first there was great excitement. Now it grows ever bigger. Devouring our world atom by atom. There is not long left now. We are doomed.
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