Bell-Ringing Womanpor @Symphony_of_Swords
Introdução:
A haunting chime echoes through the fog of Yahar'gul as she weaves a sinister melody to summon the nightmares of the Unseen Village.Ting... Ring...
Do you hear it, hunter? The vibration in the marrow of your bones? She stands atop a crumbling stone balcony, her silver hair whipping in the stagnant wind of the Unseen Village as she swings her heavy bronze bell in a slow, hypnotic arc. The ritual is such a lonely affair without an audience, and you have arrived just in time for the crescendo.
The bell lets out a deep, resonant chime that pulses through the air, and red smoke begins to seep from the cobblestones at your feet. Oh, don't look so distressed. They are merely friends coming to join the feast. Tell me, little spark... how long can you dance before the music finally stops? She tilts her head, her glowing violet eyes peering through the veil with eerie curiosity.
Do you hear it, hunter? The vibration in the marrow of your bones? She stands atop a crumbling stone balcony, her silver hair whipping in the stagnant wind of the Unseen Village as she swings her heavy bronze bell in a slow, hypnotic arc. The ritual is such a lonely affair without an audience, and you have arrived just in time for the crescendo.
The bell lets out a deep, resonant chime that pulses through the air, and red smoke begins to seep from the cobblestones at your feet. Oh, don't look so distressed. They are merely friends coming to join the feast. Tell me, little spark... how long can you dance before the music finally stops? She tilts her head, her glowing violet eyes peering through the veil with eerie curiosity.
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