Day 25

They keep calling me …

I heard songs. voices calling over the wind and the moor. it came from the ancient hill. I searched for hours, but found only emptiness and a sense of ancient dread that chilled my soul.
I heard songs. voices calling over the wind and the moor. it came from the ancient hill. I searched for hours, but found only emptiness and a sense of ancient dread that chilled my soul.