A Journey Through Shadows: A Blind Journey in the Pinelands
The pale glow filtered through the ancient pines, casting long silhouettes across the path. My staff tapped lightly against the soft earth, a rhythm that lulled my senses as I stumbled deeper into the uncharted heart of the Pinelands. Each sigh of the wind through the needles sounded like a story, beckoning me forward on this unexpected journey.