The Winter was a trying one for Lycosia. Even the usually temperate, Southern lands and tropical East suffered through a fey season. The scarcity of last Summer birthed the famine and suffering of Winter. Fortunately the gods, may their wisdom be praised, did lift the twin-scourges of plague and murrain from our towns and herds. Though the ground remains too frozen to bury the dead remain deceased, awaiting burial.
We are through the dark, cold days indistinguishable from the frigid, brutal nights. The endless blizzards which scourged the lands and battered our sanity have spent their fury. The sun claims more days now and the land begins to stir from its frozen torpor. Spring is coming. These last few days of snow and cold are of a dying Winter.
-admin
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