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As the night draws to an end, a lone shadow slips through the dark like a dream. [Frost's Glow] carries the ch…

As the night draws to an end, a lone shadow slips through the dark like a dream. [Frost's Glow] carries the chill of moonlit frost, leaving only shattered light beneath flying hooves. The whisper of the wind in the pines fades to silence, but the road home remains clear.

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