A screenshot of my tav, Quinten, and Orin in a red sea. The atmosphere is haunting as Quinten carries Orin into the sea. Orin appears to be limp. Quinten wears a crown of thorns with an earie, glowing halo behind them. In the foreground is Orin's crown, embedded in the sand, having washed to shore.

"And when the sea ran red with the blood of the Divine, the wailing and gnashing ceased. The creature was dead. No trace of His commanded faithful remained, save for a humble iron helm, which washed ashore with nary a scratch or sea-rust about it."

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