A SHADOWY DESCENT INTO BLINDS STRAND

The sunlight struggled to pierce the chilling canopy overhead as I trudged deeper into Blinds Strand. Every rustle of leaves sent a shiver down my spine, and the air hung heavy with the stale scent of decay. The path was barely discernible, a winding ribbon veiled by thickets that clawed at my clothes. I could feel gaze watching me from the shadows