Mols Deep Dives

he winter solstice approached, the moon would glow brighter than usual, casting an eerie, silvery light over the landscape. This was the time when the Wh

the mysterious figures that would emerge from the shadows around the tree, their faces hidden beneath hoods, speaking in soft, unint

er path. As she approached the tree, a strange sensation washed over her. She placed her hand on its bark, and for the fir