A SHADOWY DESCENT INTO BLINDS STRAND

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