Autumn of Death

Once, in the waning moments of the fallen monarch, Ituvak Sangsivsaluil, a haunting prophecy unfolded that would etch an indelible mark on the annals of history. His final breaths resounded with venomous rage, foretelling a cataclysmic event that would herald his return. In those fleeting moments of mortality, Ituvak invoked a malevolent curse upon the realm, vowing that his name, signifying "death" in the ancient tongue, would resonate with its ominous significance. He pledged to reappear in the distant future, but a fragment of his essence seemed to linger in the mortal world, wielding an eerie power that summoned the fog each autumn. Like a ghostly specter rising from the shadows, the enigmatic shroud of fog would engulf the land, sealing it away from the warming embrace of the sun. Some speculated that the diminishing potency of the fog was attributed to his soul gradually departing, yet equally whispered were the beliefs that it signaled the impending advent of his reincarnation.
And so, as autumn draped its melancholic cloak over the realm each year, the haunting fog unfailingly returned. A spectral tide, it surged and rolled over the landscape, veiling all that lay in its path. The mere mention of Ituvak's name sent shivers down the spines of those who still bore the memories of the fog's malevolence.
In the wake of Ituvak's demise, the fog held an unyielding grip on the land during its initial years, leaving many soldiers lost and confounded, unable to receive the message of peace. The potency of the fog was overwhelming, casting the realm into disarray and uncertainty.
Yet, as the sands of time slipped through the hourglass, the fog's grip gradually weakened with each subsequent autumn. Ituvak's spectral presence seemed to wane, like a distant memory losing its clarity. The once impenetrable shroud transformed, becoming less potent, allowing the soldiers to find their way back to their homes and loved ones.
Still, the legacy of the fog endured, casting a chilling pallor over the land with each recurring autumn. The whispers of Ituvak's prophecy lingered like an eerie gust of wind, a haunting reminder of the darkness that had once engulfed the realm. While the fog no longer instilled the same fear it once did, its annual return served as a solemn reminder of the past.
As the realm journeyed forward, the fog's presence transformed into a symbol of resilience and renewal. A testament to the enduring strength of the land and its people, who had weathered the malevolence of the fog and emerged with their spirits intact, though bearing the scars of their ordeal.
Though the fog's potency diminished with each passing year, its annual reappearance remained a solemn affair, encouraging reflection on the events of the War of Broken Vows and Ituvak's vengeful prophecy. The realm stood united, acknowledging the shadows of the past while embracing the promise of a brighter future. The fog's return, though tempered, held a powerful reminder that even in the face of darkness, hope and fortitude could prevail.