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Chapter Seventeen: “Through the Veil”
Journal Entry – Day 17
I’m not sure how I made it out of that cabin.
The darkness felt alive, pressing against my skin like a heavy, wet cloth. The air was thick, suffocating, carrying a faint metallic tang that left a bitter taste on my tongue.
By Pleiades MoonStar and AssociatesChapter Seventeen: “Through the Veil”
Journal Entry – Day 17
I’m not sure how I made it out of that cabin.
The darkness felt alive, pressing against my skin like a heavy, wet cloth. The air was thick, suffocating, carrying a faint metallic tang that left a bitter taste on my tongue.