Obscure

You can hear the waves crashing the rocks. The moon bathed the shore in bluish light. The sand is sparkling like diamonds and the foam is glowing. You know what is going to happen. A feat that hasn’t been seen in a hundred years. The rampage is about to begin. A war, brewing under stolen whispers will be unleashed. The foam is taking shape. Starburst. Don’t worry, the Valeriks won’t stop you this time!

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