Karakade1800
When Thann inherits her grandmother's secluded house in Phrae, she expects memories- not whispers.
Each night, a red candle burns where no one dares to light it.
Each dream, a woman in crimson calls her by name.
And as the line between past and present begins to blur, Thann realizes she didn't inherit a home-
she inherited a promise that was never meant to be broken.
"Some inherit wealth. She inherited a haunting."
It's spooky season! Here's a one shot story inspired by the photos of Punpreedee (PeaPea) Khumprom Rodsaward through instagram! Love you mak mak 🫶