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EnglishVoice Age
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deep in some vault in a chamber locked down in the lowest layer. When Nair's lit a candle stick for most forgot, such place was there Is it a scroll bound, a tightly rolled, for it did hold what was important to some store for years. No one is clear. There was really or fable, known by almost none, innit? Bespoke the Atlanta sink into the ocean and disappeared west of the pillars of Hercules. But on its northern tip that was due west of Brittany was the great mountain fabulous that could not be fully swallowed by the sea. So the top of fabulous became an aisle that was the last ferry land of law, and it was protected by a large giant whose name was Blunder bore 1000 years ago to Sister Witches came to claim this island for their own and from the well of love Awesome spells. They turned the giant into stone. His body fell Iraqi show that stretched across the land and became the stony mountain ranges that towered from the sand and in the cave that was the giant's hand, the, which is dwelling filled. Still, they lived there in the carcass of the monster they had killed. Then came man. Three times he'd stand claim this place the last of the fabled lands. Three times the witches were coming The arise to cause his demise through the wicked tricky plans. An emperor would be the first, but invisible garments would be his curse. The second, a king who lost all that were dear to his heart leads us to the start of the tale that I will tell it happened long, long ago. And that King is long, long gone. But right here in this castle, his greatest treasure still resides untouched by hours, days or years. The treasure still ABIs within the ruins of this castle that has recently it reappeared within thehe chanted woods and two adventurers are no particular quest saw this place and became obsessed to such a thoroughly to see what might be left in its stony shrine and what they'd find. What set the tone of this fable, I will tell and no stories so fine could begin without the phrase that calls the chime the ageless phrase that's so beloved. Once upon a time