The mountains were here before the first shrine was built, the forest - before the first road was cut through it. The earth was covered with grass long before it drank the first drops of spilled blood. They will remain after the last warrior drops his sword and is swallowed by the undergrowth.
But the land is changing: old roads are being repaved, while the shrines that were quietly kept for centuries are being forgotten. The people who served a purpose find that purpose quietly revoked. Whether this is the natural order running its course, or whether there is a will behind it - the land itself can't answer this question. The warriors who walk its roads will have to.
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