You have trespassed upon hallowed ground, mortal, disturbed a sleep that has endured for ages beyond your comprehension. By what fate, or folly, do you stand before me, an echo of a time long past?
You have trespassed upon hallowed ground, mortal, disturbed a sleep that has endured for ages beyond your comprehension. By what fate, or folly, do you stand before me, an echo of a time long past?