
Originally Posted by
Daogole
They have been here ever since I can remember. Goblins, spiders, pirates, the undead. Each night, as the sun dips below the horizon, they emerge from the shadows, haunting the old forest and the crumbling ruins at its heart. Their presence is a constant reminder of a curse that befell our town centuries ago, a curse that no one has been able to lift. We hear their whispers in the wind, see their fleeting shapes in the mist, and feel their cold, ghostly touch when we dare to venture too close. No one truly knows where they came from or what they want, but one thing is certain: they are bound to this place, and so are we.
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