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The late afternoon sun cast long, pale shadows over the narrow streets of Bedburg. Clouds thickened in the sky, dull and grey, as if the weight of the coming night pressed down on the village. The crisp air carried a sharp chill, biting at the skin, but it wasn’t just the cold that had the townsfolk moving quickly along their paths—it was the unease that always came with the full moon.
Peter Stump stood near the edge of the square, his arms crossed, his face twisted in a silent snarl as he watched a small group of villagers passing by. They spoke in hushed voices, their hands clutching at the crosses that hung around their necks, casting furtive glances toward the darkening sky. Prayers slipped through their lips, murmured under their breath, but Peter heard every word. The sound grated on his nerves, like a jagged blade twisting in his gut.
A gothic cathedral looms over an elderly woman in this dark fantasy image. Golden light streams from the windows, illuminating intricate stone carvings in deep purple and yellow hues. Mystical fog adds to the dramatic scene.
Created by JellyDonut on Oct 3, 2024 using the Dreamshaper XL Lightning AI image generator model.
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His hands clenched at his sides, the left one twitching awkwardly, the twisted fingers aching as they always did before the full moon. The old wound pulsed with the steady throb of pain, a reminder of the life he had once begged God to heal. God had ignored him.
A bitter laugh escaped his lips as he watched a young mother hurriedly usher her children into their home, her gaze flickering nervously toward the darkening horizon. Another child pulled at her skirts, whining for something, and Peter’s eyes narrowed in disgust as the woman instinctively pressed a hand to the cross at her throat.
“What good will that do?” he muttered under his breath, loud enough that the passing villagers heard. One of them, an elderly man with a hunched back, stopped in his tracks, his cloudy eyes widening at Peter’s words.
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