Gothir's Loss
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Gothir's Loss
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Gothir's Loss


Destroy all tapped creatures.
For weeks, in his cellar, Gothir wept. His children, those afflicted, were dying. And no one came to save them. With their last breath, he held every single on in his arms, singing to them.

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