pierre-50228203 @pierre-50228203
The sun sets over the rolling hills as I dance with abandon, my blonde hair flying behind me like a banner. We are all so young and carefree in this moment, untroubled by the cares of the world beyond these fields. The music is wild and primal, calling to something deep within us.
My friends and I had grown up together on these very hills, our lives intertwined from childhood. We were more than just friends - we were a family bound by love and shared secrets. And as we dance, our laughter carries on the wind, drawing others in like moths to flame.
But as night falls, our merriment turns darker. Shadows creep across the ground, and I can feel the weight of history bearing down upon us. The demons come forth from their depths, their eyes glowing with a malevolent light as they move among us with unholy purpose...
