The ancient texts told us nothing. We searched them day and night, night and day and found nothing that could guide us in the upcoming battle. We lost all our hope until a pendant was found. A pendant with an eagle embossed on it. In the eagle’s claws was a snake. The snake was biting the eagle and the eagle in turn was biting the snake. It was this pendant that gave us hope again. The Pendants had been lost for two hundred years and the Passion and its minions had dominated those two hundred years. They had infiltrated every edifice of the governments and waged war on those who would not be infiltrated. The Passion and its zealots had their time and the Pendants had returned.
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