A Tale is told of twin boys born to different mothers.
One is dark by nature. The other light.
One is rich. The other poor.
One is harsh. The other gentle.
One is forever youthful; the other old before his time.
One is mortal
They share no bond of blood or sympathy, but they are twins nonetheless.
They each live without knowing they are brothers .
They each die fighting the blind god
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Cronicles of one of the Fallen
An account from one of the few who flew with the grace of God,
Challenged the sun, and was burned from the Heavens
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a breeze that smelled of wide-open spaces, of limitless skies and bright sun, of ice and high mountains.
It was the wind from the dark angels wings.