Notes
Welcome to the Sunless Vale where night has bled into the days and the sea slowly swallows all - here, where Queens drink the blood of their daughters, where the Gods have forsaken men to their rot. On this Isle of Peril where the Protector of the Realm raises an army of fledgling witches - masked by the canopy of the overgrown wilds - a new queen rises on the back of her scalewalker and with her, too, rises the sun.
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