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[The Snow Covered Plains...]

[Early Dawn...]



["As The Village Greets A New Day, The Old Crow Cries Atop The Pine.]

[Spiritually Bounded With Nature And All Creatures, Great And Small, The]

[hunting Families Sense Danger As The Cry Of The Old Crow Continues. A]

[rumble, At First Loud Enough To A Human Ear, Grows Into A Deafening Storm]

[of Hooves Thundering Across The Frozen Tundra. Then Bursts Into The]

[village, Four Times Five Riders Clad In In Armour Black. Swords Drawn]

[glimmering Int The Awakening Sun's Light. Cries Echoes. Throats Are Slit.]

[Beautiful Bodies Fall To The Frozen Ground And Limbs Of Able Men Are Stewn]

[across The Snowcovered Plains. The Blood Colours The White Snow Red. Women]

[and Children Are Brought Far North. Hidden Under The Foliage Of A Majestic]

[tree, A Ten Year-old Boy. When The Shadows Ahorse Can No Longer Be Heard,]

[he Crawls Out From His Hideout To Seek His Loved Ones. Not A Sound. Not A]

[movement. No Sign Of Life...]

[And Thus Begins The Saga Of Blood On Ice..."]