Wings of the Eclipse
The eclipse fell like a shroud when the fox’s betrayal broke the heartstone. I, Wings of the Eclipse, took flight through that darkness, my wings cradling a shard of night. The Crow King’s cry faded as I soared, the fox’s gaze cold below. My shard glows with shadow’s memory, hiding truths the light cannot see. Seek me where the sun fails, where darkness cloaks the Veil’s wounds. The fox knows my path—it marked it. Will you brave the eclipse to find my hidden wing, or let the shard’s darkness consume the fraying threads?
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