"Valar Morghulis"—the people of Essos always had these words on their lips.
Yet, when death truly arrived, how many could face it with equanimity?
The wings of the reaper shrouded the skies above Volantis. The azure green, which should have symbolized the vast sky and the deep sea, instead sowed misfortune across the city and tolled a funeral knell.
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