Palace of Horrors
The air was strange, carrying an eerie vibe as the world had a grim look. If one observed it at a glance, they would notice a large blood-red moon that loomed behind a palace at the summits of a giant mountain.
Looking at this moon, one would see two sinister-looking eyes that glared at the world below it indifferently as the gloomy black clouds danced around it with mouths that made a sly grin as if mocking the myriad things.
A dark city rested below the palace, carrying a lifeless air; there was no life to be found in its quarters, for if one looked closely, they would see streets filled with corpses from unknown times, bones of unusual creatures that sprawled open on the asphalt.
The soul-rending wail of wandering ghosts that floated about air echoed near and far to the emptiness around it, adding an ominous feeling to the current atmosphere.