The Twilight's Descent
"Welcome, Cedric, to my realm," he hissed, his straw hat morphing into a crown of thorns atop his withered head. "You see, I've been waiting for you."
The day was fading, leaving behind an eerie twilight that cast elongated shadows across the desolate country road. The air was heavy with a foreboding silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves. A man, named Cedric, found himself walking alone, the road stretching out before him like a dark ribbon leading into the unknown.
As Cedric ventured…