The fortress had stood…
…
…for eight thousand years.
Its walls were cracked.
Its banners faded.
Yet people still lived within them.
Stacy:
Even this…
A pause.
Stacy:
…will disappear one day.
Caelwyn watched the horizon.
Caelwyn:
Yes.
Silence.
Stacy:
Doesn’t that make everything pointless?
Caelwyn smiled.
Caelwyn:
Only if forever is the reason something matters.
The wind carried fallen leaves across the ancient stone.
Stacy:
The Necrons couldn’t escape death.
Caelwyn:
So they abandoned life.
Stacy:
The Aeldari lost perfection.
Caelwyn:
The Imperium fights decay.
Another pause.
Stacy:
Can anyone win?
Caelwyn looked at a single leaf drifting toward the ground.
Caelwyn:
Against time?
He slowly shook his head.
Caelwyn:
No.
Another silence.
Caelwyn:
But every day…
…you can choose…
…who you become before it reaches you.
The sun disappeared behind the mountains.
Empires fall.
Heroes fall.
Monsters fall.
Even stars grow silent.
The question was never how to escape the end.
If everything is destined to fall…
…how will you live before it does?
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Game: Warhammer 40,000 / Wrath & Glory
Campaign: Mythveil Chronicles
Theme: July · The Fall
Every empire has an ending.
Every story has a final page.
What matters…
is what you write before you reach it.
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