In the days of old, when the Kings of Darkness walked the Plains of Dreams, the Children of Dragons stood atop the Steps of Time, guarding that which lay beyond. And the Vampires climbed those stairs, but could never reach the summit, for the Wishes blocked their way.
Legend spoke of a blade, one of those that are Immortal. Forged in the lands of endless sun, by the hand of the Dwarf God, Eldar, fifteen blades were, in the Golden Stairs made, and there were sanctified in the blood of dragons. Among these was the Blade of Dreams.
And into the hands of Darkness came this blade, and to Regile came their forces, under which the Columns fell. The stairs remained closed to them.
In time it was learned of a Sixteenth Pillar, and a Sixteenth Wish, whom rested upon her seat of untouchable power. Of all their efforts, none prevailed, until he who was a Child of Eternity coaxed her from her perch.
She was then revealed to be Tainted, and as she fell again from grace into his arms, he found her weakness. He sought the Sword of Solace, brought to his Master the sword to end all woes. And into Oblivion she was cast at his hand, cleansing her of emotion and life alike.
The Sixteenth Pillar fell, and upon the Steps they advanced, leaving him to an eternity of regret, with the blood of his love upon his hands.
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