Towards Malakia - The Ruins Of Beverast

This map’s dead point

Grows in the eye of abhorrence

Old and yellow vellum

Will you guide me?

Rise as an avenger

Cast your grey and brown

Aspirate your bewitching tone

Flood your moats with acid

Let me ennoble your brave disciples

On waves like flames

Await my coming

Ablaze yet silent

Malakia