In the heart of a forest, where leaves whisper secrets in the night wind, a lone figure sat by a campfire. His face, caught in the fire’s flickering light, revealed eyes that were pools of restless torment. The surrounding trees, twisted and gnarled, seemed to close in on him—an eternal witness to his unraveling psyche.
The Campfire
The Campfire
The Campfire
In the heart of a forest, where leaves whisper secrets in the night wind, a lone figure sat by a campfire. His face, caught in the fire’s flickering light, revealed eyes that were pools of restless torment. The surrounding trees, twisted and gnarled, seemed to close in on him—an eternal witness to his unraveling psyche.