The men whispered in dark
corners, fostering rebellion where they could, led by the one they called the
Hidden Son. They said he was the last offspring of the late king, fighting to
reclaim his stolen throne.
In the shadowed crevasses
the rebellion grew, hidden from the light cast by the forces of the Shining
King, who tried to expose their traitorous machinations. Those they caught were
staked out under the hot sun, allowed to die of exposure.
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