Genur.art

Dark Fantasy page, dark cloudless night, dreadful aura and darkshadows, a black spire stood out against the cloudy sky on his left, above the tiers of brown roofs lining the tangled southerly alleys, the vacant church was in a state of great decrepitude. Some of the high stone buttresses had fallen, and several delicate finials lay half lost among the brown, neglected weeds and grasses, he sooty Gothic windows were largely unbroken, though many of the stone mullions were missing, the massive doors were intact and tightly closed, around the top of the bank wall, fully enclosing the grounds, was a rusty iron fence whose gate, was visibly padlocked, the path from the gate to the building was completely overgrown, desolation and decay hung like a pall above the place, and in the birdless eaves and black