Secrets in the Pines

The deepest pines stood still, their branches tangling towards the heavy sunlight. A unease ran through us as we ventured further. Silence hung heavy in the damp air, broken only by the screech of a hidden presence. We had come seeking answers, but the woods whispered warnings. A twig snapped ominously A crow cawed sharply Goosebumps prickled our

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