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... own onto a large, empty plain covered in dull, lifeless grass and surrounded by hills. Suddenly, the rumbling sound of footsteps echoed, and thousands, tens of thousands, marched towards the short. A large port, filled with hundreds of ships created of bone and weathered wood.
Anduil, with his dull purple eyes, sat atop a carriage pulled by undead horses.
His face was pale, yet the anger from defeat was fresh in his mind. He watched as a figure stood on top of a hill overlooking ...
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