The flames threatened to singe the very sky as they swept across the flat grasslands - like a horrendous horde of warriors. Apart from the main onslaught, small fires - deserters, if you will - drifted off, to loot and pillage of their own accord. The blame for the destruction was placed upon the Knowlings.
The Knowlings lived in the utmost northern regions - well above Kyoliomontrom. The Ky feared them. They could not understand a people who could endure the Phrozin Wastelandz.
In all of her 14 years, Ollimeigh had never witnessed such a sight. From her tower window, she saw hundreds of Ky fleeing the grasslands, carrying their most essential belongings, along with their children, and pouring into the valley of Smitheroft. The only thing...
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