Releasing the Suffron
A tale of "the suff."
The Ancient One stared into the dark miasma, his black eyes seeing beyond the darkness, seeing into the many worlds that lay beyond Crann Na Beatha. As he breathed in, swirling clouds of darkness were pulled from the darkness and circled his head.
He watched as his little gift of chaos appeared in each world, releasing echoes of “Suff-”erring that res…
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