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I live with my family in Borre. It is a small village near an ancient forest. Here, winters last for many months and summers pass quickly. Every year on Yule we honour the gods and spirits. We welcome the arrival of the good Lord - the Sun King, who gives us the harvest, protects the flock from frost, and protects hunters from wolves.

The longest night was passing, and summer was always waiting for winter. But someone wise noticed that the summer was getting colder and the nights were getting longer. It is now dangerous to hunt in the forests, because monsters have appeared there. It is said that this is because the balance between the forces of good and evil, between darkness and light, has been upset. In the North, where the magic of the world is hidden, where the Great Tree grows, a new king appeared: cruel and evil. He killed the Sun King and took possession of his magic, so our world is doomed...