A Shadowy Descent into Blinds Strand

The moonbeams struggled to pierce the chilling canopy overhead as I trudged deeper into Blinds Strand. Every snap of leaves sent a shiver down my spine, and the air hung heavy with the sickly scent of decay. The path was barely discernible, a winding ribbon veiled by creepers that clawed at my arms. I could feel eyes watching me from the shadows, t

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