Across a Scarlet Moon

A chilling wind whispers through the twisting trees as the scarlet moon ascends in the pitch-black sky. Shadows dance on the soil below, elongated by the eerie radiance. A feeling of dread settles upon the world, as if something wicked is about to unfold itself. Rumor has it that on nights like this, when the moon bleeds crimson, the veil between

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