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The album is composed by Rabarba Studios. All rights belong to the Dream Realm Storyteller LTD.

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A riverside town lies quietly beneath the spring sun. At its heart stands a sturdy stone castle, surrounded by clusters of narrow wooden houses. It is midday on a bright, clear morning. Children run through the streets, villagers prepare for the fields, and a shepherd guides his flock across the bridge. The day is calm, peaceful, filled with the warmth of early spring.

Then, slowly, as if an immense cloud had drifted across the sky, a shadow begins to fall over the town. The air remains still. The peace remains unbroken. Yet one man stops. As the sheep finish crossing and scatter along the road, the shepherd stands motionless, his eyes fixed on the horizon.

The baker notices him and turns his face upward, staring at the sky. His apprentices come running to check on him, but they too fall silent, their gazes locked far beyond the rooftops. One by one, the townsfolk notice, turning toward the same distant sight. Confusion and awe spread like ripples through the crowd. Soon, the entire town stands frozen. Every sound ceases. Every movement stops.

Guards drop their weapons, their arms hanging limply at their sides. A child clutches his mother’s leg, trembling. In her home, an old woman bows her head, as though she has long known this moment would come.

We turn with them, slowly, our eyes following theirs to the rising sun. But what we see is not the sun. Hanging in the sky is a black circle, a darkened sun rimmed with a thin halo of light. The birds do not sing. The river no longer flows. The wind itself has gone still.

Before that shadowed sun, a dragon’s silhouette appears. It descends slowly from the heart of the black orb, growing larger with every moment. The closer it comes, the greater it becomes, yet it never seems to reach the earth. It grows and grows until its vast form stands before the dimmed sun, its presence rivaling the mountains themselves.

When its wings spread, a single sound rolls across the land - a deep, hopeless hum that sweeps through every valley and field. None move. None speak. The people stand entranced, terror and sorrow mingling in their eyes. A few let tears slip down their cheeks, silent and helpless.

The dragon remains still, unmoving, like a monument carved by the end of time. Then, slowly, it descends. When its feet touch the ground, every mountain in sight shatters to dust. A blinding light bursts from its mouth, flooding the world like a second sun. With a final, thunderous roar that heralds the end, the dragon’s voice swallows the world, and silence returns once more.
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