A SHADOWY DESCENT INTO BLINDS STRAND

A Shadowy Descent into Blinds Strand

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

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