EMBRACE THE DARK HARVEST

The moon hangs heavy with secrets. A breeze carries the scent of decay, a reminder click here that nature turns ever onward. This is the time for renewal, to cull the fruits the dark bestows. Let us honor this epoch and venture into the shadowed with souls prepared. Men of a World of Decay The winds howl through shattered cities, carrying whispe

A shadow falls over the land. The once-vibrant fields now lie fallow, a testament to the waning reign of the last king. Whispers travel through the villages, speaking of a curse that has drained the very life from the soil. Only a handful of brave souls remain steadfast to uncover the secret behind this ecological plight. Their journey guides them