Abysseral Throne
abysseral throne
[Dimly lit, by the frostbitten moon. Spirit of winter, ascend from your tomb. Constricted by fire, blinded by light, the morning sun has vanquished the horrible night].
Kingdom of the lost, has been buried under frost. Curses be upon the gods, who let our spirits rot. Chasm in permafrost, your soul is the cost. Seeping through youâre not alone, from the dark lies the Abysseral Throne