UNDER DEVELOPMENT
FALSE-QUEEN OF DAWN
The night is young and the people of dawn are out and about. A bell rings from the diamond tower in the middle of the city. Voices shout out, "The king is dead! The house of Jerikom has ended! All hail the queen of dawn!" Thousands flock to the palace courtyard. A young women, perhaps twenty years old in appearance stands on a balcony. An emotionless face that gazes at the crowd. She is clothed in scarlet and purple. He beauty seemingly endless. With the voice of a silver tonged angel, she lifted up her hand and a cohort of Crusadrem warriors circled them. Fully armored and swords in hand. Then she spoke...
"I am the heavens incarnate! I am the light of the setting sun! I am the evening and the morning! I am the life and the death of all ages! I am the God-Queen! Now worship me and tremble in my everlasting glory!"
The night is young and the people of dawn are out and about. A bell rings from the diamond tower in the middle of the city. Voices shout out, "The king is dead! The house of Jerikom has ended! All hail the queen of dawn!" Thousands flock to the palace courtyard. A young women, perhaps twenty years old in appearance stands on a balcony. An emotionless face that gazes at the crowd. She is clothed in scarlet and purple. He beauty seemingly endless. With the voice of a silver tonged angel, she lifted up her hand and a cohort of Crusadrem warriors circled them. Fully armored and swords in hand. Then she spoke...
"I am the heavens incarnate! I am the light of the setting sun! I am the evening and the morning! I am the life and the death of all ages! I am the God-Queen! Now worship me and tremble in my everlasting glory!"
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