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"Inlé is the personification of death. The sunset. The black rabbit of Inlé does not exist without Frith." "The king is dead! We bound his face! Cut off his head! We spit at thee, We curse at thee... Our god is dead!"
"Inlé is the personification of death. The sunset. The black rabbit of Inlé does not exist without Frith."
"The king is dead! We bound his face! Cut off his head! We spit at thee, We curse at thee... Our god is dead!"
Discover the epic conclusion of Fall of Efrafa's trilogy—immerse yourself in the dark power and poetic depth of Inlé now.
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