A Rocky Matter
From Jaggedthrone
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We awoke from a dream. We all shared this dream. The dream was that of a perfect desert - oases and buildings in perfect condition. This perfection was savaged by five facing armies lead by a circle of solar exalts. We were all there. We all died except the solar exalts who walked away from each other in the end leaving behind nothing but destruction of everything and everyone.
