A Dark Voyage to Blinds Strand
The moonbeams struggled to pierce the thick 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 sickly scent of decay. The path was barely discernible, a winding ribbon veiled by thickets that clawed at my legs. I could feel eyes watching me from the shadows, the