Fryd's Fury

Across the realm, whispers whipped through the leaves like frightened birds. The once peaceful plains now bore the scars of a fryds terrible tempest, and all looked to the source: Mount Cinder, where the volcanic magma chamber beat with an angry rhythm. It was there that Fryd, the once benign fire e
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