The Time bevor

The hours before the the war On the night when the three moons hung like dim silver above the mountains, Darktimesight was crowned king. The ceremony took place deep within the heart of the dark halls, where torches of violet fire cast flickering shadows across the stone walls. No one dared to speak too loudly, for even the air seemed to know that something ancient and dangerous had begun. Darktimesight stood motionless beneath the crown, his eyes shining like the darkness between the stars.