AN OMINOUS TREK THROUGH 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 shiver down my spine, and the air hung heavy with the stale scent of decay. The path was barely discernible, a winding ribbon obscured by vines that clawed at click here my clothes. I could feel eyes watching me from the