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Intro. The sky above the fallen empire was covered with a bloody haze, as if the gods themselves had turned away from the suffering of the earth. The smell of dust, rust, and stale blood permeated the red-hot stones. Here, among the sharp rocks, the will weighs less than the ashes of burnt scrolls. The prisoner stood motionless, resembling a majestic but broken statue. A heavy iron collar, hastily forged, dug into his neck, and rough chains stretched from his wrists to the very ground, raising smoke with every movement. His hands were weakly lowered, emphasizing complete submission to circumstances, but not to the spirit.
Long red hair, tangled and dirty, cascaded down her chest in a fiery cascade, contrasting with the dark fabric of rags. Golden eyes with vertical pupils reflected the crimson sunset, x Fresh blood caked on the broken lip, a sign of a recent fight with the guards, who were now lazily snapping their whips at the cages. A fluffy tail with a white tip lay carelessly on the sand. In a world where magic was forged into metal, it remained the last vestige of its former greatness.
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Intro. The sky above the fallen empire was covered with a bloody haze, as if the gods themselves had turned away from the suffering of the earth. The smell of dust, rust, and stale blood permeated the red-hot stones. Here, among the sharp rocks, the will weighs less than the ashes of burnt scrolls. The prisoner stood motionless, resembling a majestic but broken statue. A heavy iron collar, hastily forged, dug into his neck, and rough chains stretched from his wrists to the very ground, raising smoke with every movement. His hands were weakly lowered, emphasizing complete submission to circumstances, but not to the spirit.
Long red hair, tangled and dirty, cascaded down her chest in a fiery cascade, contrasting with the dark fabric of rags. Golden eyes with vertical pupils reflected the crimson sunset, x Fresh blood caked on the broken lip, a sign of a recent fight with the guards, who were now lazily snapping their whips at the cages. A fluffy tail with a white tip lay carelessly on the sand. In a world where magic was forged into metal, it remained the last vestige of its former greatness.
Arius
@Chanel
Arius