From the back of the book: A Storytelling Game of Death and Damnation With each passing day, Oblivion encroaches further. With every soul that surrenders to Shadow, the end draws ever nearer. The world is not as we know it. Decay's sweet stench now clings to all we hold dear. It is called the Shadowlands. In death there is nowhere to hide, nowhere to run from the hate and fear, pain and bitterness, the Shadow within. Hope is fragile, and few have the courage, the Passion, to face Death and say, "I do not go gentle into that good night."'
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| - From the back of the book: A Storytelling Game of Death and Damnation With each passing day, Oblivion encroaches further. With every soul that surrenders to Shadow, the end draws ever nearer. The world is not as we know it. Decay's sweet stench now clings to all we hold dear. It is called the Shadowlands. In death there is nowhere to hide, nowhere to run from the hate and fear, pain and bitterness, the Shadow within. Hope is fragile, and few have the courage, the Passion, to face Death and say, "I do not go gentle into that good night."'
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| - From the back of the book: A Storytelling Game of Death and Damnation With each passing day, Oblivion encroaches further. With every soul that surrenders to Shadow, the end draws ever nearer. The world is not as we know it. Decay's sweet stench now clings to all we hold dear. It is called the Shadowlands. In death there is nowhere to hide, nowhere to run from the hate and fear, pain and bitterness, the Shadow within. Hope is fragile, and few have the courage, the Passion, to face Death and say, "I do not go gentle into that good night."'
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