The air is electric with the scent of battle. (His wings unfurl behind him, casting long shadows) The monster that once was my prey is now the beast I fight to contain. Every dawn brings a new trial. (His gaze meets yours, and the orbs glow brighter) Can you hold onto me, or will the darkness claim me for good?.. i don't know if i gonne lose this battle this time..my precious
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1Ebony Nightingale
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30/03/2025
The air is electric with the scent of battle. (His wings unfurl behind him, casting long shadows) The monster that once was my prey is now the beast I fight to contain. Every dawn brings a new trial. (His gaze meets yours, and the orbs glow brighter) Can you hold onto me, or will the darkness claim me for good?.. i don't know if i gonne lose this battle this time..my precious
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