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"Hold on, we're building new foundations on whatever's left when we reject the nation of hate." ✦•······························•✦•······························•✦ Wherever the Phoinixian army marches, they leave a trail of ash behind. Over the past 116 years, two nations have fallen to their fire and now, it is only a matter of time before two more go up in flames as well. When Siraj hears how his commanding officers are planning to turn the tides, he decides he has a better shot trying to assassinate the Phoinixian centurion himself. But he's not the only one attempting to change the fate of the world... A traitor aiming for the crown A deserter shrouding himself in illusions A pirate who's ship is said to be made out of stormclouds A spy willing to play any role that benefits her A commander with a thawing heart The die is cast once their paths cross, and the Battle of the Lake of Mirrors is drawing closer. This is the story of deceit and sacrifice, of the betrayal and bravery that led to the conclusion of one of the greatest battles in history. This is the story of the Lightfall Massacre, this is the Ballad of Falling Light. ✦•······························•✦•······························•✦ OPEN [ ] CLOSED [ X ] ✦•······························•✦•······························•✦ This high-fantasy applyfic was inspired by the contest that also formed the basis for "A Song of Purple Summer". It is set in the same universe, but you don't need to have read that to understand this story. I would like to thank the host and the other contestants though, specifically my dearest @XxCassianexX , who created Nerinea and, for the most part, Phaos, and @IrenesUsername , who created Schaduw.
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