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poem_Daorex_testmaps_techspam_A= Fragmented Beacon of Hope

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Once, this was a glorious place.
Although on the edge of a civilization, it thrived with life.
Trade was going well, our little waystop on one of the big roads did fairly well.
Then, Daorex came.
It changed everything.
People started disappearing, strange monsters being sighted in the forest.
Some of them lashed out, some just sat there unknowably.
We didn't realize what was happening until it was too late.
Daorex had come to us, acting as a benevolent God.
Giving strange gifts, livestock, seeds, crops.
Once we realized what it was doing, killing people and changing them to horrible monsters but leaving their minds just intact enough to know what was happening, we tried to kill it.
Of course, we were nothing compared to its power.
It continued to act like nothing had happened.
But the winter, it never stopped.
The cold kept growing, burying our little town. 
One day, it left.
We don't know if it went somewhere else or just left the planet.
I'm not sure I care.
My family are all dead.
There's only a few of us left.
We can't take the cold much longer, and there's nothing left to eat.
So, I think this will be the final time I write.

My Final Journal Entry- Fedonev Carkhon, Scirion, 47 Years Old

Goodbye.




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