With the solstice past and the new moon days gone, the denizens of Shadowfane look towards nights filled with moonlight. As the gather approaches, however, dimness hangs in the air. At night the hairs on the back of the neck stand on edge. Shadowy figures dance at the edge of vision. Residents of Shadowfane with a longer history dream of haunting
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