"When the moon speaks."

The mansion at the edge of town had always been surrounded by rumors and legends. They said that anyone who entered would come out forever changed. I didn’t believe many of those tales, but I couldn't resist my desire to discover the truth for myself.

One day, I decided to give in to my curiosity and approached the gate of the ancient mansion. The place was still, as if time had stopped here for centuries. I walked cautiously through the deserted garden, the leaves dancing with the wind as if whispering forgotten secrets.

As I crossed the threshold of the mansion, I felt something strange, as if I were entering another world. The old furniture, the cracked walls, and the floorboards creaking with each step all transported me to a different time. There was nothing that inspired fear, but the feeling of mystery enveloped everything around me.

In a corner of the grand hall, there was a collection of old books on a crumbling shelf. I picked one up, and when I opened it, I found scraps of old letters, incomplete words telling a story I couldn’t fully understand. There were references to someone, as if someone had tried to reveal a secret but couldn’t finish.

I felt something pulsing in this place, as if I was on the verge of discovering something bigger than I could comprehend. I looked around, realizing that the mansion held a mystery beyond anything I had imagined, and that I had found a doorway to an adventure I had not planned for, but now I could no longer turn back.