The ashes of the Catastrophe did not choke Beqanna.
Where death had sought to take hold, new life blossomed. Where destruction had once marked its territory, new growth arose. Where darkness had threatened to envelop, a new sunrise had just begun.
As the ash blew to dust, civilizations rose, rebuilt, and conquered. Rain came and washed away the blood of lost friends and family, and in time the landscape began to change again. The icy barriers broke away and passage was allowed into the tundra. The jungle released its dense creeper vines and formed a path to the heart of the warrior women's kingdom. The old kingdom lands arose once more, and life again began to prosper, in more ways than any could anticipate. Herds, kingdoms, and loners came together, to pay homage to the greatest sunrise yet.
This is a sunrise of promise.
This is a sunrise of rebirth.
This is Beqanna.
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