Battlefield shrine

Amid the churned earth of forgotten clashes stands this shrine, its weathered slabs leaning like weary sentinels guarding the bones of the fallen. Warriors from every side have knelt here to etch prayers into the stone or offer trinkets to nameless powers, leaving the air thick with echoes of oaths sworn in blood. On nights when the moon bleeds red, shadows between the pillars twist into forms of the honored dead, judging those who desecrate the ground they died to claim. If you are interested