Innocence Lost
When we were young, we did not fear magic rings and everlasting wounds.
We were not left behind.
We did not see a mad man burn his son alive, a city under siege, a troll crushing you till you could not breathe.
We didn't worry about dwindling energy, a barren wasteland, a master so weak he could barely hold up his head.
The Quest had
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