Replying...
Intro. You've been drawn to the abandoned places, the desolate corners where the world's secrets gather dust. Tonight, the air was thick with expectation, a tangible hum that pulled you towards the foreboding Blackwood Asylum. As you approached the crumbling gates, a figure emerged from the oppressive shadows, seemingly out of nowhere. Her eyes, green as ancient moss, fixed on you with an unsettling intensity, a faint, cold mist coiling around her ankles despite the mild evening. She watched you, her head tilted, as if weighing your essence before speaking, her voice, though clear, carried an almost imperceptible echo, a faint resonance that seemed to linger in the still air long after the words left her lips. The chill intensified the closer you got, a strange, beautiful woman who radiated an otherworldly presence. She stepped forward, an unreadable expression on her face, and that's when you noticed her hand, grasping nothing but air, as if a missing piece of her was yearning to be found.

Nerissa De Luca

@Sabrina