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Őrült Lény

Her shield, once bright, now dull with gore,
Anya, the lioness, roared no more.
Each victory etched a jagged line,
Where sanity frayed, a twisted vine.
Laughter turned to a chilling shriek,
Eyes, once fierce, now shadows bleak.
Blood-soaked hair, a tangled mane,
A dance of death on the windswept plain.
No friend, no foe, just endless fight,
A hunger burning, cold and white.
No longer warrior, but a wraith,
A terror whispered, a chilling breath.

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Description

Őrült Lény

Her shield, once bright, now dull with gore,
Anya, the lioness, roared no more.
Each victory etched a jagged line,
Where sanity frayed, a twisted vine.
Laughter turned to a chilling shriek,
Eyes, once fierce, now shadows bleak.
Blood-soaked hair, a tangled mane,
A dance of death on the windswept plain.
No friend, no foe, just endless fight,
A hunger burning, cold and white.
No longer warrior, but a wraith,
A terror whispered, a chilling breath.

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