In the quiet corners of forgotten echoes lies a story untold, woven through the mist of a child's laughter. A laughter that dances on the edge of the abyss, where shadows beneath moonlit skies whisper secrets of old.
Once, a boy discovered a hidden door in a garden overgrown, leading to a world painted in hues of twilight. There, trees spoke in riddles, and the wind carried tales of distant lands, untouched by time's relentless march.
Yet, among the wonders, a specter lingered, watching with eyes like embers. The boy, curious and brave, reached out to touch the light, only to find it was a mirror showing not his face, but a reflection of dreams turned to smoke.
Will you venture through the mist, seek what lies beyond the shadow's reach? The door remains ajar, a whisper on the lips of silence, inviting your steps into the realm of the forgotten.
Enter the Garden Witness the Specter