The winds blow through an empty city, where the giants slumber and deacons wander. The Silver Knights guard the path to Anor Londo.

There are no fight clubs.

No host waiting with his phantom army in the courtyard.

No marathons to and from the bonfire as blues appear and are cut down within moments.

There are no echoes of ‘I’m sorry’ carvings, no stench of dung pies.

The wind blows through an empty city.

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Ñyeeh

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