Ancient bards

Before the storm

Ancient bards
[Storyteller]
The world seems to hold its breath anticipating what is to come
The quietness only broken by the rattling of battle weary lungs pressed to the ground
Barely perceivable to most
They roar loud as thunder in the minds of the two combatants
As they prepare for the crucial battle
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