Last March to the Heavens

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The Last March to the Heavens

The prophecy was true. Thousands of weary souls have crossed the frozen wastes, guided by the flickering gold of a dying sun. At the foot of the crumbling Tower of Babel, the air hums with the whispers of a thousand forgotten languages. They don't come to build, but to reclaim the secrets buried in the stone... (with sound)

The Last March to the Heavens

The prophecy was true. Thousands of weary souls have crossed the frozen wastes, guided by the flickering gold of a dying sun. At the foot of the crumbling Tower of Babel, the air hums with the whispers of a thousand forgotten languages. They don’t come to build, but to reclaim the secrets buried in the stone… (with sound)