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| 08 Feb 2017 05:46 PM |
Another world, another time. -
- In the age of wonder.
A thousand years ago, this land was
green, until the crystal cracked.
A single piece was lost,
a shard of the crystal.
Then strife began,
and two new races appeared.
The cruel Skeksis,
the gentle Mystics.
Here in the Castle of the Crystal,
the Skeksis took control.
Now the Skeksis gather
in the sacred chamber. -
- Where the crystal hangs
above a shaf#####air and fire.
The Skeksis with their hard, twisted
bodies, their harsh, twisted wills.
For a thousand years
they have ruled. -
- Yet now there are only ten.
A dying race,
ruled by a dying emperor.
Imprisoned within themselves
in a dying land.
Once more
they gather at the crystal. -
- As the first sun
climbs to its peak.
As the Skeksis rava###### land,
they draw new life from the sun.
Once more
they will replenish themselves.
Through the power of their source,
their treasure, their fate...
The Dark Crystal. |
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