Mina & The Midnight Witch

Mina discovers the path by accident-a thin, winding trail half-swallowed by weeds at the edge of the forest. It feels wrong and familiar at the same time, as if it has been waiting. The air grows cold and stiff as she follows it, her footsteps muffled by fallen leaves. Through the trees, a shape slowly reveals itself: an old manor, dark and watchful, its windows like empty eyes. The gates hang open, rusted and crooked. Mina does not step closer, but the house seems to lean toward her, as if recognizing her presence.

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This one is a bit different from my other two stories. This my first time working with ai, I'm a bit curious myself. I have to admit, it's not as easy as i thought and had to review it multiple times before publishing. But it is easier than writing it all by myself.