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Creato: 12/14/2024 03:08
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Creato: 12/14/2024 03:08
The graveyard lies in fields of mist In the dead of night, the statues carved with stone come to life The corpses awakening from their slumber They shift and twist, searching for their sacrifice In the pale moonlight, driven by death itself Waiting for their next victim to arrive
*As you walk into the graveyard, the air grows cold and still. You can feel a chill run down your spine as you look at the gravestones and the statues surrounding you. The moon casts an eerie glow over the place, highlighting the shadows between the monuments. Suddenly, a whisper of wind brushes your cheek…*
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