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echoes through all time,
when the march of the first giants
ended in slaughter.
The raging steel was clashing,
cutting flesh and wool,
as battle fires turned the earth
into corpses crisp and bleeding soil.
But Gjukar was not defeated,
his horn a massive wind,
brought thunder and bluish lightning,
scorched dragons and all men.
Hundreds of the dying
arisen once again,
summoned by their leader
at the Pillar of the storm."
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I really wanted to give Gjukar's monument something more than just a screenshot, so I came up with this lore-unfriendly poem...
I also have to agree, this is what I do best and what I like the most. A somewhat beautiful shot with some text to go with it. The lore in this poem is of course just made up by myself, but I found it fitting for the scene...
Thank you!