The sombre/melancholic/dim ambiance of the recording studio/soundstage/chamber was thick with anticipation/laden with expectation/pregnant with possibility. Whispers/Murmurs/Sighs snaked through the air as the band, Seventeen, prepared to capture/embark on/forge their latest/newest/upcoming album. "Echoes of Remember," a title laced with/haunted by

Savvo ruled with a iron fist, a tyrant who wrought his power through ruthlessness. His kingdom, once prosperous, sank under the weight of his capricious reign. Rumors spread of his horrific deeds, tales of bloodshed. His armies were legendary in their ferocity The people lived in constant terror Silence was But Savvo's rule would not last fore