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Lost Mustang

This spectral aircraft bears the unmistakable silhouette of a legendary fighter plane, though its aluminum frame has been corroded by centuries of otherworldly decay. Sickly green flames dance perpetually along its fuselage and wings, casting an eerie luminescence that seems to drain the warmth from nearby air. The propeller spins with an unnatural, jerking motion, as if guided by invisible hands bound to the material plane through dark pacts. Skeletal remains of its original pilot can be faintly glimpsed within the cockpit, their bony fingers eternally gripping the control stick in an eternal flight. The entire vessel radiates an aura of dread and wrongness, warped by the terrible magic of a master necromancer who refused to let this instrument of war rest even in death. Those who have witnessed it streaking across midnight skies speak of an agonized wailing that accompanies its passage, as though the plane itself suffers from its cursed existence. The Lost Mustang serves as a grim reminder that some legacies refuse to fade, no matter how much time or death may claim them.