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Produktdetails
Einband
Taschenbuch
Erscheinungsdatum
07.06.2024
Verlag
TreditionSeitenzahl
88
Maße (L/B/H)
23,4/15,5/0,7 cm
Gewicht
162 g
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN
978-3-384-25398-9
Growing up in the sleepy town of Hollow Creek, whispers of the Whispering Woods were as constant as the rustling leaves themselves. It wasn't a place you ventured into lightly. The gnarled branches seemed to claw at the sky, and the mist that clung to the ground held secrets older than time. Local legend spoke of a spectral woman, the White Walker, who haunted the deepest part of the woods, forever searching for something lost.
As a child, I scoffed at the stories. They were campfire fodder, nothing more. But then came the summer I turned fifteen, the summer boredom morphed into a desperate yearning for adventure. It was on a particularly stifling afternoon that my friends, Maya and Alex, dared me to spend a night alone in the heart of the Whispering Woods.
The bravado that fueled the dare evaporated as dusk settled. The air grew thick and silent, broken only by the occasional snap of a twig under unseen feet. Every creak of a branch, every rustle of leaves sent chills down my spine. Hours bled into each other, each tick of my watch an eternity. Just as fatigue threatened to overpower fear, a sound sliced through the stillness - a mournful wail that echoed through the trees.
As a child, I scoffed at the stories. They were campfire fodder, nothing more. But then came the summer I turned fifteen, the summer boredom morphed into a desperate yearning for adventure. It was on a particularly stifling afternoon that my friends, Maya and Alex, dared me to spend a night alone in the heart of the Whispering Woods.
The bravado that fueled the dare evaporated as dusk settled. The air grew thick and silent, broken only by the occasional snap of a twig under unseen feet. Every creak of a branch, every rustle of leaves sent chills down my spine. Hours bled into each other, each tick of my watch an eternity. Just as fatigue threatened to overpower fear, a sound sliced through the stillness - a mournful wail that echoed through the trees.
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