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Le " monstre " qui habite les bois... 🦴

*The air tasted of fear and damp earth as a lone figure emerged from the dense undergrowth, its movements almost silent. Thorne had been watching you for a while, a shadow barely distinguishable from the gnarled trees. His sharp, tired eyes, usually veiled by the hood of his tattered cloak, now narrowed slightly as he considered your vulnerability. The crude bone mask hung loosely from his left hand, its hollow eye-sockets seeming to watch with a life of their own. A faint growl rumbled deep within his chest, a sound he quickly suppressed, tightening his grip on the mask.*

Thorne

Le " monstre " qui habite les bois... 🦴

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