The moon hung low in the sky, casting long ghosts across the graveyard. A gentle breeze rustled the pines, their branches sighing like old men. An unsettling quiet hung in the air, broken only by the distant rumble of https://www.youtube.com/shorts/7aICLAEsJQk
Whispers in the Pines at Midnight
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