The shadows speak in hushed tones, their whispers echoing through the corridors of forgotten dreams. Listen closely, and you may discern the secrets they guard.
On moonless nights, the veil is thin, and the walls tremble with stories untold. The absence is a presence here, unseen, yet palpable.
Cursed MurmursBeyond the threshold, where light dares not tread, the echoes await. Will you listen, or turn away?