Weird. Pause.

(Full photo here.)There's a pause now, and you stand there looking out through the mist to the other side. There's the silence that in a movie would come before the sudden appearance of an army through the murk. You're holding your breath. Arcane processes are in motion. Most of the battles have been won, but it's the last handful of campaigns that may mean the most. In the hush, all you can do is wait. Messages will come out floating out of the grey sky, some of them fortunate and some unfortunate.

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