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In the shadow of Niflheim's claws, where mountains pierce the frozen sky, A desolation wrapped in whispers, where daring souls tread but fear to pry. Ancient peaks, icy fingers reaching, a realm of haunted lore, Beware, oh traveller, the treacherous path, where danger's whispers evermore.

The wind, a mournful wail, through jagged crags and icy maze, Echoes of a thousand tales, of lost souls in frozen daze. Footprints in the virgin snow, a testament to fate's cruel jest, For in Niflheim's embrace, both courage and reason put to the test.

Through haunted woods and frozen streams, where shadows dance with glee, A symphony of ghostly whispers, warning those who dare to see. Beware the bandit queen, Berseh, with a heart as cold as the glacial night, Her eyes, twin orbs of icy fire, kindling terror with every sight.

In Niflheim's grip, where silence screams in the howling, biting air, A caravan winds its cautious way, burdened with the weight of dare. Beware, oh, Silver Vein Express, for the road to Herculaneum lies fraught, With perils unseen, and tales untold, where courage and caution are tightly sought.

So heed this warning, traveller bold, as Niflheim's claws unfold, A journey into the heart of ice, where destinies are shaped and stories told. Beware the whispers in the storm, the frozen claws that grasp and snatch, For in the grip of Niflheim's maw, even the bravest heart may catch.

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In the shadow of Niflheim's claws, where mountains pierce the frozen sky, A desolation wrapped in whispers, where daring souls tread but fear to pry. Ancient peaks, icy fingers reaching, a realm of haunted lore, Beware, oh traveller, the treacherous path, where danger's whispers evermore.

The wind, a mournful wail, through jagged crags and icy maze, Echoes of a thousand tales, of lost souls in frozen daze. Footprints in the virgin snow, a testament to fate's cruel jest, For in Niflheim's embrace, both courage and reason put to the test.

Through haunted woods and frozen streams, where shadows dance with glee, A symphony of ghostly whispers, warning those who dare to see. Beware the bandit queen, Berseh, with a heart as cold as the glacial night, Her eyes, twin orbs of icy fire, kindling terror with every sight.

In Niflheim's grip, where silence screams in the howling, biting air, A caravan winds its cautious way, burdened with the weight of dare. Beware, oh, Silver Vein Express, for the road to Herculaneum lies fraught, With perils unseen, and tales untold, where courage and caution are tightly sought.

So heed this warning, traveller bold, as Niflheim's claws unfold, A journey into the heart of ice, where destinies are shaped and stories told. Beware the whispers in the storm, the frozen claws that grasp and snatch, For in the grip of Niflheim's maw, even the bravest heart may catch.

Appearing In This Render:

Start Your Journey Here:

You can check here and see where they are on the map:

If you cannot wait to see the next pages of the adventure come and subscribe with us!

Just a big thank you to everyone who has taken the time to look at my Graphic Novel...It means a lot.