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And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
-I try to...
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The streets of Krat lay shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the faint glow of streetlights scattered sporadically throughout the town. The moon, a pale orb hanging in the night sky, cast its ethereal light over the desolate landscape, bathing the streets in an eerie silver glow.
The shadows seemed to stretch and twist, dancing in the moonlight as if they were alive, imbued with a sinister energy that seemed to seep into every corner of the town. The air was thick with a sense of foreboding, as if something ominous lurked just beyond the veil of darkness.
In the absence of daylight, the town took on a different character altogether. Once bustling streets now lay deserted and silent, the echoes of past activity lingering in the stillness of the night. The faint hum of electricity buzzed in the background, a constant reminder of the town's precarious existence.
Occasional gusts of wind whispered through the alleyways, carrying with them the scent of decay and neglect. The buildings, tall and imposing, loomed over the streets like silent sentinels, their windows boarded up and their facades weathered and worn.
Despite the darkness that enveloped the town, there was a strange beauty to be found amidst the gloom. The moonlight lent an otherworldly quality to the scene, casting long, distorted shadows that seemed to dance and flicker with a life of their own.
But beneath the surface beauty lay an undeniable sense of danger, a feeling that lingered in the air like a tangible presence. In the darkness of Krat, anything seemed possible, and the line between reality and nightmare blurred with each passing moment.
The soft glow of the moon bathed the decaying structures and abandoned alleyways of Krat in a silvery luminescence, transforming the urban decay into a hauntingly beautiful landscape. Shadows danced along the cracked pavement and graffiti-covered walls, adding to the sense of mystery that permeated the night.
The moonlight filtered through broken windows and shattered skylights, casting ethereal patterns of light and shadow on the debris-strewn floors of derelict buildings. Nature had begun to reclaim the forgotten city, with vines creeping up crumbling brick walls and weeds pushing through cracks in the pavement, creating a stark contrast between life and decay.
In the deserted alleyways, the silvery glow of the moon revealed hidden corners and forgotten spaces, each one holding its own secrets and stories of the past. Rusty fire escapes twisted upwards towards the sky, their metal frames creaking softly in the night breeze, while discarded trash littered the ground like forgotten memories.
Despite the desolation that surrounded them, there was a strange sense of beauty in the moonlit ruins of Krat. It was a beauty born of decay and abandonment, a reminder of the resilience of nature and the enduring spirit of the city itself. And as the moon hung low in the sky, casting its soft light over the silent streets, it seemed to whisper of secrets yet to be discovered and mysteries waiting to be unraveled.
