Tonight, the air was thick with an eerie stillness that spoke of the nearing transition between life and death. Then, from the corner of their perception, a ripple broke the tranquil pattern of shadow and snow. A human figure, barely a silhouette against the brilliance of the moonlight as they approached, "Why do you wander so far from the warmth of your hearth, mortal?” Moros’s voice echoed softly
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