War of the Twins [antikvár]

!Jhe Jiker Tlom On____ T. he dark waters of time swirled about the archmage's black robes, carrying him and those with him forward through the years. The sky rained fire, the mountain fell upon the city of Istar, plunging it down, down into the depths of the ground. The sea waters, taking mercy on the terrible destruction, rushed in to fill the void. The great Temple, where the Kingpriest was still waiting for the gods to grant him his demands, vanished from the face of the world. Even those sea elves who ventured into the newly-created Blood Sea of Istar looked in wonder at the place where the Temple had stood. There was nothing there now but a deep black pit. The sea water within was so dark and chill that even these elves, born and bred and living beneath the water, dared not swim near it. But there were many on Ansalon who envied the inhabitants of Istar. For them at least, death had come swiftly. For those who survived the immediate destruction on Ansalon, death came slowly, in hideous aspect—starvation, disease, murder War.