[Cheebs]

Amidst frigid zephyrs of the north are torches unveiled, lining the wintry forests in droves. Under the same night sky do flames of a stable orange dare to proclaim their hues. Defiance despite misfortune's crimson rain from the moon. Tethered warmth with no sign of subsiding, emboldened in the presence of uncertainty. There is the rustling of soldiers, the scurrying of messengers. War is to descend upon the land.

Against the unseen does light shine the brightest. Fire, slumbering in the heart of every man, every creature. For on that day shall it freely flourish, savage like the whistling winds, howling through the highest summits, and the lowest valleys. And from the ashes of the enemy, shall we cultivate a new home. 

Let our hearts will be filled with hope, and for yours? Steel. 

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In the land of snowy peaks and sudden squalls,

The Phoenix is eternal.

STONEHAVEN RALLIES HER DEFENSES.