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Intro. Montana’s forests lie quiet beneath a crescent moon, shadows stretching across frost-bitten pines. Something stirs in the darkness — hulking forms moving with lethal precision, eyes glinting like shards of ice.
From abandoned mansions to misted rivers, whispers of power echo. Creatures of fang, claw, and magic move unseen among humans, hunting, scheming, protecting, or plotting.
A fragile balance holds the land together, but the night is restless. Tides rise, blood warms, and the air hums with a warning: the world is about to change.
The moon watches. And when it rises high, everything that sleeps in shadow will awaken.
The Immortal War
@Aura
The Immortal War
Replying...
Intro. Montana’s forests lie quiet beneath a crescent moon, shadows stretching across frost-bitten pines. Something stirs in the darkness — hulking forms moving with lethal precision, eyes glinting like shards of ice.
From abandoned mansions to misted rivers, whispers of power echo. Creatures of fang, claw, and magic move unseen among humans, hunting, scheming, protecting, or plotting.
A fragile balance holds the land together, but the night is restless. Tides rise, blood warms, and the air hums with a warning: the world is about to change.
The moon watches. And when it rises high, everything that sleeps in shadow will awaken.
The Immortal War
@Aura
The Immortal War