The book’s leather cover is cracked and worn, its once-burnished surface now marred by time.
The air grows colder and the shadows around you seem to shift and writhe as if drawn to the book’s revelations.
A Book?
The book’s leather cover is cracked and worn, its once-burnished surface now marred by time.
The air grows colder and the shadows around you seem to shift and writhe as if drawn to the book’s revelations.