Fryd's Rage

Across the realm, whispers raged through the leaves like frightened birds. The once peaceful valley now bore the scars of a terrible hurricane, and all looked to the source: Mount Cinder, where the volcanic core beat with here an angry rhythm. It was there that Fryd, the once gentle fire elemental,
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