A Banquet of Blood

The shadows hung heavy, pregnant with an unholy energy. Moonlight filtered through the canopy of graveyard boughs, casting long, unnatural shapes upon the earth. A sickening wind screamed through the branches, carrying with it the scent of death. It was a night for things unseen to awake. Sacrific
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