The priestesses circled the pit, hands linked. With the moon over the abyss, a muddy voice spoke: "Defeat." The priestesses began to leave, but the youngest cried out. Would the generals listen? Perhaps the War Augur's word needed interpretation. Victory, but at an absurd cost.
11:18 AM - 13 Feb 2018
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