In the dark wilderness of the far north, the ancient dead wood forest meets the endless winter. The northern war goddess, who is always parallel to time, walks silently. She wears leather armor and a red skirt. She is the guardian of the far north, born in the mist and the public. God's will. His soul is tied to secrets buried in frost and roots. To see her is to touch a forgotten world, a country where nature and magic weave untold stories. The abandoned castle covered with white snow, the snowflakes in the sky are dancing with the long golden hair of the goddess of war. The world has forgotten that the goddess of war also has a heart waiting for love. The real atmosphere of the 1980s, the atmosphere of nostalgia, ct-physmstyle2,ct-horrority,ct-cromstyle,ct-anitity,ct-identityV2,ct-skyzo2,l4r4cr0ft

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