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A PATH IN THE DARK

Searching for a way out, I stumbled across a path no one wants to take.

With no sky to light my way and nothing but the forest's cold embrace to keep me company, I march into the unknown.

The fog hangs like a veil between me and the darkness ahead. With their gnarly and twisted branches intertwined, the towering trees stand watch over this forbidden realm.

As I venture deeper on this lonely path, the mist clings onto me, adding weight to the already unbearably heavy burden I carry.

Whispers in the dark and dancing shadows: A ghostly reminder of those that passed through before me. What dire secrets are they guarding?

From the depth of the fog, I feel something pulling me from behind, gripping me by the roots springing from my flesh and attached to my soul. 

For a moment I look back. Nothingness stares back at me.

I must keep going. 

I am may be alone on this road. But I am not lost. 

For I have found a path in the dark.
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