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... ight having long since claimed the sky. The stars were veiled behind dark clouds, and only the cold, pale light of the moon spilled over the rooftops like silver mist.
The villagers were fast asleep now, their windows dark, their dreams unbothered by what had transpired earlier in the day.
But this hour—the witching hour—belonged to creatures like him. Creatures of the night, born of blood and shadow. And they roamed freely now, thriving in the quiet, forgotten corners of the wor ...
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