Ruby Hours

In the realm of Crimson Nights, shadows twirl with an eerie grace. The sky bleeds into a canvas of fiery shades, casting long, elongated silhouettes across the ground. A coolness runs through the air, carrying secrets on the wind. The moon, a veiled disc, shines weakly through the heavy clouds. Be
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