Days passed before I saw him, trudging towards me through the endless sea of dying grass. Twice my height, with black feathered wings, a long gaunt face and horned head, Melchiah approached me, speaking his name. He had come to lead me to the citadel, he said, to my salvation.

                                                   

 Decided to just cheat a little and reuse my previous background (the Keeper is the main point of the picture afterall).

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