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A lone shadow howls at the moon; red scars split the wilds. Locked in a hard stare, neither side gives an inch…

A lone shadow howls at the moon; red scars split the wilds. Locked in a hard stare, neither side gives an inch.

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A lone shadow howls at the moon; red scars split the wilds. Locked in a hard stare, neithe… | Where Winds Meet Database