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dark death descriptioncore lofi trudging

a tired old warrior, laying against the edge of the battle field, mortally wounded: the battle is over, his army is lost, the war is lost, and he has lost. his thoughts drift to his family and how they will starve and a single tear rolls down his cheek. the last drop of blood drips out of arrow wounds in his back and his breath leaves his body, he feels his dead soul rise out of his beaten husk and he dissolves into the aether and the unknown, a bitter life utterly wasted. thunder claps as his totality is finalised

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