A SHADOWY DESCENT INTO BLINDS STRAND

The pale glow struggled to pierce the chilling canopy overhead as I trudged deeper into Blinds Strand. Every snap 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 obscured by thickets that clawed at my clothes. I could feel curiosity watching me from the