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A short, frail skeleton clattering its fragile jaw, walked slowly in the vast barren darkness. Its skull was pitch black, carrying a hint of charred scent from the embers’ roast; between its withered ribs, thick iron chains entwined, crossing over the shoulder blades, trailing downwards, extending until they disappeared into the endless darkness.
It was as if draped in a tattered cloak woven from iron chains.
Clatter, clatter, clatter.
The sound of chains rubbing agai ...
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