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The Sylvan Chronicles


And the darkness of that day seemed like an omen of our demise, for a hail of bolts loosed upon us so numerous that they shrouded Syrus's rays. But all was not lost! For the Great Sylvan Baraqiel was perched in the arbyr above. And he shot every missile from the sky before any could deign to harm us.

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