The Coven Awakens

Deep within the forest/a shadowed glen/ancient woods, a stirring has begun. The veil to realms unseen grows thin, and forbidden magic rumbles/coils/sways with newfound strength. The circle awaits/huddles/assembles, their eyes gleaming with determination/hunger/a sinister light. An age of darkness/of
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