AN OMINOUS TREK THROUGH BLINDS STRAND

The pale glow struggled to pierce the chilling canopy overhead as I slogged deeper into Blinds Strand. Every snap of leaves sent a frisson down my spine, and the air hung heavy with the sweet scent of decay. The path was barely discernible, a winding ribbon obscured by thickets that clawed at my arms. I could feel gaze watching me from the shadows,