.𖥔 ݁ ˖🍁๋࣭ ⭑🍂༘⋆ || Autumn Rivers was one of those unique individuals who's eccentricity extended to all aspects of her life. With her quirky behaviour and unconventional way of thinking, she had an aura of mystery that intrigued everyone around h...
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CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT - 🍂 ୧ the diadem . . . nightmares are endless ও🦌
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AUTUMN TOSSED AND TURNED on her bed, her sleep fitful and restless. Each time she closed her eyes, horrifying images of the unknown diadem would flash across her mind, accompanied by the faint whispers of curses.
The visions of darkness and despair were so vivid, they seemed to linger in the air long after she opened her eyes. With each passing night, the nightmares only grew more intense and relentless, haunting her with their elusive mysteries.
Autumn's nightmares continued to plague her sleep, keeping her restless each night. She was haunted by blurry visions and the sounds of screams—turning into seeing a shadowy figure in a dark cave.
But it changed drastically when every time she closed her eyes for too long, the nightmares would start. The shadows in her room seemed to dance and flicker, casting unsettling shapes that made her blood run cold. She tried everything to calm her nerves - reading, writing, even counting sheep - but nothing seemed to work.
The following week proved to be a difficult and tiring experience for Autumn. The absence of sleep was evident in the dark circles under her eyes, which seemed permanently etched into her face.
