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The End of a Nation

All hope has been lost. Our armies have been defeated, our spirits crushed. We are helpless as night smothers day, choking out Light. We have nothing. We are nothing.

Or so our enemy would have us think.

If seeing is believing, they would be right. But we must trust the promise in our hearts. We are like a tree firmly planted by a riverbank, our roots so deep no storm can blow us down. We might bend, but we will never break.

Through trial and tribulation, victory will be ours.

After all, diamonds are made with pressure.

Soon a time will come, a time for every man, woman and child to make a choice. When you’ve been beaten down—physically, mentally and emotionally—when you’ve been betrayed, all hope gone, where will you find the strength to stand, and march on?

How far will we go for the sake of our realm?

Darkness may descend, but our Light can forever shine. Though we fall one by one, we can rise together. One body. One heart. One purpose.

One eternity.