The whispers grew into a whisper of the future, the whispers of the Aetheria hinting at new challenges and adventures. The whispers grew into a sigh of excitement as they knew that whatever the whispers of destiny held, they would face it together, their whispers of unity a shield against the whispers of the dark. The whispers grew into a whisper of hope as they looked to the horizon, ready to answer the call of whatever whispers the stars had in store for them.
The convergence had weakened the veil between the mortal plane and the Aetheria, allowing a primal force to seep into Prime Earth. The whispers grew into a murmur of unease as strange creatures began to appear, their whispers of chaos a stark contrast to the whispers of order that the mages cultivated. The whispers grew into a whisper of a new enemy, one that threatened to consume all in its path.
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