The Artifact of fate

And at night she wandered misshapen figures, following the velvety feel of the whispers of the leaves of the forest. Reaching the mirror of the lake, the mist anil embraced. There hung the artifact bright, the blade of his destiny. She took it and went to town.
Announced the fearful and unbelieving eyes of his return, the magic dagger in hand:
"Greetings to all, now is the time of the end.
The folly no longer be seen. The poison was poured in the form of tears and now everything is ready. Here is the beginning of my ceremonial.
Evoke the evil forces that ascend from the world of darkness, spirits degraded, but come armed with daggers and knives, as there will be a battle, even if the victory is already in my tip this dagger. "


model from *magikstock fav.me/d616u31
dagger from ~ToxicStocks fav.me/dg790w
BG *lindowyn-stock fav.me/d5nz2oe