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Hello everyone, this is Asclepius, with the final chapter in the thrilling saga from Elgarion De’Kahli. It is entitled

Kahli Rises from the Ashes

Background music by Smartsound

469 Years Following The Cataclysm…
On Tiwesdai, the 3rd of Marse, the Month of the Seafarer, the Life-Giving Season of Sprengh, at the Arrival of Dusk
A Location was Rediscovered

Elgarion hobbled over the crest of a weathered hill, pummeled by chill air which swept down from the looming mountains behind him and buffeted upon his bent and hunched back. The old man’s tattered gray robes and wispy hair and beard fluttered about just as leaves whipped past oft brushing against his aged cheek. The icy wind bothered him little, however, going mostly unnoticed. What captivated him was not the cold nor his weariness; before him lay a ruin which at long last, was something finally most familiar to him. At the feet of the Bone Spires, now different and reshaped from the Catacylsm, barely recognizable, Elgarion De’Kahli gazed with tearing eyes upon a solitary windmill.

The old sorcerer’s mind compared what he saw now to what was then. An image of surreal beauty, windmills intermixed with keeps and towers and grand spires superimposed upon the ruins of today. Ghostly stone walls stood stalwart in the distance, the sun setting upon their ramparts casting the final yet brilliant radiance of Artenius’s light throughout the city. With each blade of the windmill passing before him, a rhythmic darkness was cast, each pulse shifting the light and bending shadow. Only a single windmill remained. It was in good repair, oddly. But elsewhere, the walls had crumbled. The tall spires collapsed and lay in heaps of once painstakingly gilded stonework. No more homes remained. The loving peoples of Kahli… gone. The vibrant markets… gone. The spectral laughter of children caused the hairs on his neck to rise in a shiver. It was the wind playing tricks, surely, passing through the hollows of trees, which had now overgrown the old yet majestic city of Kahli.

Elgarion had returned. Some 469 years following the Cataclysm, the Marquis De’Kahli had returned.