There is a place in the Kaikias Desert where sands turn to choking dust, rivers run as poison, and not even the green of scrub brush drinks the rains. It is a place where the Shroud has thinned so much, that natural life cannot sustain itself. And at the heart of this dying land, lies the knife...
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