Beneath Crimson Skies

A crimson haze blankets the horizon, {casting|paintingshading the world in hues of blood and fire. The sun hangs heavy, a fiery orb amidst the chaos below. Whispers of a {ancienthidden power {stir|swell in the minds of those who dare to look up at the heavens. It is within that the destiny of all hangs precariously. {Soldiers|Warriors march in lin

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