undead knight head - bits

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The skeletal visage of a long-forgotten warrior stared back at me, its empty sockets seeming to bore into my very soul as I gazed upon the gruesome relic. The crumbling armor that had once protected this noble knight now lay in tatters, its fragments scattered across the dusty floor like the shattered remnants of a forgotten dream. As I reached out a trembling hand to touch the bony forehead, I felt an icy chill run down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder what dark fate had befallen this brave warrior, leaving him to rise again as a creature of the night. The air was thick with the scent of decay, and I could feel the weight of centuries of history bearing down upon me, heavy with the knowledge that this undead knight's story was far from over.