her canvases filled with vivid dreams and hidden secrets. One day, a peculiar letter arrived at her doorstep-an invitation to the enig
oonlight filtered through the leaves, casting eerie shadows on the ground. Lanterns hung from twis
with silver hair and eyes like midnight. He led her to the grand ballroom, where the air crackled with
y a single red rose. The mansion crumbled back into obscurity, and Elara returned home, haunted by the memory of that bewitching nigh