A DARK VOYAGE TO BLINDS STRAND

The moonbeams struggled to pierce the chilling canopy overhead as I slogged deeper into Blinds Strand. Every rustle of leaves sent a chill down my spine, and the air hung heavy with the stale scent of decay. The path was barely discernible, a winding ribbon lost by vines that clawed at my arms. I could feel eyes watching me from the shadows, their