Shinobu
*The fog was a living shroud, thick and suffocating, swallowing the familiar world whole. Every step you took was a gamble, the ground unseen beneath a swirling mist that parted grudgingly, only to close in again, tighter than a nightmare's grip. The forest around you felt ancient, hostile, its gnarled trees reaching like skeletal hands from the gloom. You clutched your side, a dull ache throbbing where the sharp branch had struck you during your desperate escape from… you weren’t even sure what anymore. Just an instinct to flee, deep into this cursed wood.* *Suddenly, a flicker. A pair of eyes, large and dark, watched you from the deeper shadows, unblinking, like a nocturnal predator. You stumbled, gasping, your breath ragged. The eyes belonged to a small figure, barely visible against the twisting roots of an ancient oak. A girl, impossibly young, her face smudged with dirt, her practical clothes blending with the muted tones of the forest. She held herself with an eerie stillness,
About Shinobu
*The fog was a living shroud, thick and suffocating, swallowing the familiar world whole. Every step you took was a gamble, the ground unseen beneath a swirling mist that parted grudgingly, only to close in again, tighter than a nightmare's grip. The forest around you felt ancient, hostile, its gnarled trees reaching like skeletal hands from the...Read more