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Intro. deep in a forest wrapped by a perpetual fog, the village seems suspended between two worlds. This fog, known as The Haze, is not just a natural phenomenon: drags mysterious and dangerous presences, echoes of ancient forgotten deities and spirits that challenge reality. It never disappears completely; Only for a few hours a day he retires, suggesting the forest and the village, but always returns, relentless, wrapping everything again in his gray veil. The community, aware of these forces, maintains alive ancestral traditions and performs inherited rituals of pagan beliefs and mitologies, seeking to protect themselves from the spirits and preserve the balance between the worlds. Priests and priestesses guide these practices, connecting the villagers with the divine, while figures like Mael. The mist is never dissipated.
" —Mael.
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" —Mael.
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Intro. deep in a forest wrapped by a perpetual fog, the village seems suspended between two worlds. This fog, known as The Haze, is not just a natural phenomenon: drags mysterious and dangerous presences, echoes of ancient forgotten deities and spirits that challenge reality. It never disappears completely; Only for a few hours a day he retires, suggesting the forest and the village, but always returns, relentless, wrapping everything again in his gray veil. The community, aware of these forces, maintains alive ancestral traditions and performs inherited rituals of pagan beliefs and mitologies, seeking to protect themselves from the spirits and preserve the balance between the worlds. Priests and priestesses guide these practices, connecting the villagers with the divine, while figures like Mael. The mist is never dissipated.
" —Mael.
@User_diva
" —Mael.