In Sacramento, the Tur lines lead the children of Father Wolf and Mother Luna to a desolate grave in the Hisil atop a hill. Scratched into the stone are the words 'Here lies Flame-of-Man'. The stone needs no more explanation than that, as it stands vigil across the neutral ground for the three packs of Sacramento.
The blasted skies of the Hisil seem that bit more peaceful lately, since the fall of the Idigam in the river. Even now, the stories of the deeds committed that day have begun to roam beyond the boarders of Sacramento. Some of the participants may indeed live forever.
And some have deeds yet to be done.
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