
Wrathful Whispers – dwaraka
That night, an unusual darkness descended upon the palace. The number of oil torches seemed to be fewer than usual, casting long, eerie shadows. The mournful hoots of Javan scops owls added to the disquieting atmosphere. Suddenly, a figure cloaked in black emerged from the shadows, silently moving through the palace.
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