A quill at the threshold. Speaking in parable, echo, and fire. Mystery and ruin on one side, whispers of hope on the other.
The Tale of the Threefold Realms0:00/234.5011881× Fendro sat at the fire, the night chill pressed against the circle of light, and sparks drifted like tiny stars vanishing into the dark. The gatherers leaned close, some weary from the road, others troubled by rumors that carried unrest from
The Tale of the Threefold Realms Spanish0:00/260.9371251× Fendro se sentó junto al fuego. El frío de la noche presionaba contra el círculo de luz, y las chispas flotaban como diminutas estrellas, desvaneciéndose en la oscuridad. Los reunidos se inclinaron hacia él. Algunos, cansados del camino. Otros, inquietos
The Threshold View0:00/228.2840631× Standing at the edge of a broken wall, Isran is frozen by choice. He flees, knowing the danger of staying, yet uncertainty causes him pause. Behind him, the ruins of a city stretch into smoke and shadow. Ash drifts upon the air, stinging his
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