Description
Beneath the twisted branches, she lingered, an enchantress cloaked in shadows, her face hidden behind a pumpkin’s wicked grin. They said the forest was cursed, haunted by spirits that danced under the moonlight. But she wasn’t afraid—she was the ghost they whispered about, drawing the lost deeper into the dark with a single, silent glance .the spirit of the woods who appeared when the veil between worlds thinned. They said if you saw her, you’d be bound to return, forever haunted by the allure of her silent, spectral beauty.