Your realm lies in chaos and in ruins, and now the demons have arrived at your gates. You hold the sacred relic, passed down through countless generations, to your lips and speak in the long forgotten language:
"Orbital strike on my location."
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Writing Prompt 24
Your realm lies in chaos and in ruins, and now the demons have arrived at your gates. You hold the sacred relic, passed down through countless generations, to your lips and speak in the long forgotten language:
"Orbital strike on my location."