Introducing
Beneath the cursed sky, where the dead whispered in the wind, the Black Rider pressed forward.
Beneath the cursed sky, where the dead whispered in the wind, the Black Rider pressed forward. His spear, forged in the depths of the Abyss, pulsed with an eerie glow. His horse, a shadow-bound steed, moved silently through the haunted valley.
Created by Lily
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