BENEATH A BLOOD MOON'S GAZE

The crimson moon hung heavy in the sky, its malevolent light bathing the world in an eerie glow. Creatures of the shadow stirred, drawn from their dens by the hypnotic call of its blood-soaked orb. Rustlings echoed through the ancient woods as something unholy began to stir from the shadow. Fear gripped the hearts of those who dared to look upon it