West Marches - Ceridwen's Epilogue
Ceridwen sits on the Throne of Black Brambles Eternal, around her, the dead souls of the Tirondian army, the lost, and the wretched. Slowly, over time, she begins to raise her wild demon armies, waging her shadow war against The Prince of Change. In time, she prevails, The Lodge is Restored, and she sits alone staring at the space between stars, singing a strange song that carries on the wind and through the deepest recesses of the earth.
And she dreams... of her glimmering phoenix friend, her ranger friend, and tales of the Whiskey Riders.
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