Whispers on the Windswept Terrace

The current carried distant sounds across the treacherous terrace. A shiver ran down my spine as I strained to hear. The ancient stones buzzed with a unseen energy. Perhaps it was the solitude of the place, or the haunting figures that danced at the corner of my sight. My fingers trembled as I reached for a crumbling stone, its surface rough. Sudd

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