Ruby Hours

In the realm of Ruby Hours, shadows twirl with an eerie grace. The heavens bleeds into a canvas of burning hues, casting long, twisted silhouettes across the landscape. A chill flows through the air, whispering secrets on the breeze. The moon, a dimmed orb, peeks weakly through the thick clouds. H
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