The void/gloom/abyss yawns before us, a chasm of unending darkness that devours/consumes/swallows all light. The creatures/beings/monstrosities within are born of shadow/fear/despair, their forms/shapes/appearances twisted by eternity/timelessness/oblivion. They hanker/crave/lust for the warmth here of living souls/hearts/spirits, and their touch/p
The shadowed halls reek with the scent of incense and decay. Flickering flames illuminate glyphs etched into the damp walls, their dark designs pulsing from an unseen might. A circle of robed figures chant in a tongue forgotten, those voices harsh. The air crackles in anticipation. At this hour, the ritual takes hold. A goat, bound and gagged, ble
Upon the ravaged plains of plane, where broken earth stretches to eternity, a symphony of destruction unfurls. The Blood Legion marches, a tide of savagewrath. Each step thunders with the rhythm of warfare, a macabre rite to their crueldeity. {Their banners flap like the wings of demons, each bearing the {grimsymbol of a broken heart. {Their horns