A black wing unfurled, that casted a shadow of bleak darkness over the harsh and cold lands of Skyrim. Teeth as sharp as scythes of terror, with a voice so much raw power that it could conjure bare flames. Dragons have come again, to wreak havoc and despair across the land, and soon Tamriel. But with a civil war that split the province in two already occurring, how will Skyrim be safe?
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