Transcendent Moon, the Mirror of Our Minds
Its tainted face, wan, the scars of time’s embrace, and shallow it seems, like wisps of mist in dreams, yet
Read moreIts tainted face, wan, the scars of time’s embrace, and shallow it seems, like wisps of mist in dreams, yet
Read moreThe dawn transcends the night with summer flair, rich golden shards splayed out in glorious display, and as creatures awaken
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