[ IP ] Fallen Titan

Piotr was humming a hymn softly to himself as he went up the mountain path with Evelyn. He pulled his robes closer to him. The sun was rising, though. He would n't be chilly much longer. 
 
 `` Would you look at that, Evelyn?'' He whispered to his loyal companion. He smiled and pet her ears. `` No one comes up this side of the mountain anymore. They think it's cursed. They think the Great Lord fell here. But you see?'' 
 
 Evelyn was nearing blindness. No, she did n't see. But Piotr did n't mind. `` The Great Lord defeated Aglæca 10,000 years ago. That's why we're still here.'' 
 
 Evelyn looked east, to the sun. `` The dawn is always so beautiful, is n't it?'' Asked Piotr. 
 
 The white monk continued up the mountain. Soon, he'd be at the Temple of Aglæca. Soon, he would complete the ritual. Soon, he and his fellow monks would raise Aglæca's skeleton from the mountain's side. 
 
 Soon, Aglæca would not rot in snow. 
 
 *Soon, * Aglæca would rise.
