Shadows In Whispers

A chill ripples through your bones as you venture deeper into the forest. Moonlight filters through trees, creating a dance of silver and gloom. Every rustle, every snap of a twig, sends a thrum down your spine. Are you truly alone? Or are eyes watching lurking just around the bend? The air grows th
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