Whisperwind Forest hummed a siren song to the lost and curious. Its gnarled fingers, clawed against the bruised moon, beckoned a mismatched melody of the city's youth; rebels, stars and shadows, bound by a shared thirst for thrill and a reckless disregard for consequences.
Moonbreak Manor, a skeletal silhouette against the bruised sky, stood like a tomb built with whispers. Tales of rumours unrequited, a spirit vengeful, echoed through its crumbling walls, luring them in like moths to a flame. Laughter turned strained, smiles a brittle veneer, as they stepped into the darkness, where dreams and nightmares twisted in a grotesque waltz.
'Curiosity kills the cat...'
Maybe it wasn't a good idea to explore the manor. But it's already too late. But that's what you get for being curious.
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