Before the Name
The chained figure slowly looks up. The runes on the chains pulse with dark magic, weakened by centuries of vigil. Silence is not fear: it is containment. Something ancient awakens when the seal gives way, something that remembers the world... and the price of returning to it. The prison falls. The name, not yet. "Someone knew about this prison. I feel it in the remains of the seal."
About Before the Name
The chained figure slowly looks up. The runes on the chains pulse with dark magic, weakened by centuries of vigil. Silence is not fear: it is containment. Something ancient awakens when the seal gives way, something that remembers the world... and the price of returning to it. The prison falls. The name, not yet. "Someone knew about this prison....Read more