Scarlet Evenings

In the plane of Crimson Nights, shadows twirl with an eerie grace. The atmosphere bleeds into a canvas of fiery shades, casting long, sinuous silhouettes across the ground. A chill runs through the air, whispering secrets on the wind. The moon, a dimmed disc, click here glares weakly through the hea
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