Pinelands Shadows: A Blind Man's Journey

The humid air hung heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. Every step was a measured journey, guided by the echo under his cane tapping against the forest read more floor. His eyes, though closed, were sharply aware of the world around him, a tapestry woven from sound and texture. The whispers of the leaves, the rustle of unseen creatures, eve

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