Crimson Nights

In the realm of Ruby Hours, shadows dance with an eerie grace. The sky bleeds into a canvas of deep reds, casting long, twisted silhouettes across the terrain. A tingle runs through the air, whispering secrets on the breeze. The moon, a dimmed disc, shines weakly through the thick clouds. Here dwe
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