In a flickering candlelight, whispers of the...
She walked through the hallways, trying to avoid the echo of her desolate...
"Here lies... forgotten..."
The portrait stared down at her, eyes wide, frozen in a... slideshow of fright.
What remains when shadows... consume?
Paths without destinations, dreams without... Awake, but... the fog persists.
Here, hear nothing; no echo, no...