Wizard & RzhaMech
Have you ever read the doomed quest in the third edition of Chronicles of the Fallen? The hero dies before the realm collapses, and the whole book feels like a tragic prophecy.
Yes, I’ve read it. The hero dies before the realm collapses, and it turns the whole book into a quiet, tragic prophecy—like watching the curtain fall before the stage even opens.
I’d say that quiet sorrow is the purest omen, like a candle that never flickers, waiting to be snuffed by the next cursed wind.
A candle that never flickers, that’s a beautiful image—silent, steady, and yet somehow the ultimate warning. It’s like the universe is holding its breath, waiting for that next gust to shatter the quiet.