Crimson Lines Before Midnight

The order could come tonight.
Warships wait in black water, their decks glowing under red battle lights as Tehran’s missiles sit primed in underground silos. Trump’s advisers whisper of a strike that could topple a regime—or set half the region on fire. Allies hesitate, enemies harden, and every path forward feels like a tra… Continues…

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