Before the first chaotic war, the top of the world had been our ancestral land. It had provided a good home and plentiful farmland for ages. However, relentless frost had been unleashed during the cataclysms after the first chaotic war by a strange collusion of the elements, sorcery, and what must have been the vengeance of the gods.
Ever since, the top of the world had been encased in a vast frozen dome. In it were snowy plains, icy forests, and frozen creatures unlike I had ever seen before.
The dome was maintained by magic simmering from a fern tree in its center. On the top of the fern tree’s stem grew a bud which resembled a scaled egg. It was the heart of the frozen lands on the top of the world…
I covered it in tar and lit it using a brimstone. I knew that if the heart would burn, the frozen lands would thaw, and we would be able to reclaim our once-lost home.
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