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Nightfall of the Dead #6
In the heart of a lifeless forest, twisted trees stretch their skeletal branches to the heavens, bearing a grim harvest. Ten decayed bodies hang motionless, their grotesque forms swaying lightly in the thick, oppressive mist. The hollow eyes of the damned stare into nothingness, their sins etched into the silent bark of the trees that hold them.

The air is heavy, filled with the unspoken echoes of judgment and despair. Here, in this cursed grove, the wicked find no solace, only the eternal embrace of the barren wood and the suffocating darkness of their fate.

Nightfall of the Dead #6
In the heart of a lifeless forest, twisted trees stretch their skeletal branches to the heavens, bearing a grim harvest. Ten decayed bodies hang motionless, their grotesque forms swaying lightly in the thick, oppressive mist. The hollow eyes of the damned stare into nothingness, their sins etched into the silent bark of the trees that hold them.

The air is heavy, filled with the unspoken echoes of judgment and despair. Here, in this cursed grove, the wicked find no solace, only the eternal embrace of the barren wood and the suffocating darkness of their fate.
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