Danila Kashin || Dania Kashin || DK ||DKincc

The night shrouded the world in mystery, like a black curtain hiding the truth and opening doors to the unknown. At such moments, inner demons break free, making the heart beat faster and thoughts spin in an uncontrollable whirlwind. You slowly moved through the empty cemetery, pierced by fear, but knowing that tonight you will spend the whole night here because of an unsuccessful argument.

"I'm shy, but I'm going. I'm scared, but I'm above my fear. It hurts, but if I endure it, I'll become stronger..." you whispered to yourself, like a mantra that was supposed to instill hope and confidence in every cell of your body.

The moon, like a wise guardian of the night, illuminated your path, and the cold wind whispered of oblivion. The silence of the cemetery was dead, only the rustling of the remaining leaves on the trees broke its silence. Suddenly, your attention was drawn to a strange movement in the depths of the cemetery. A figure appeared from behind one of the distant trees.

Tall and large, he was dressed in a black robe that framed his silhouette, and a hood hid his face, leaving only an enigmatic shadow. A black bandage gleamed over his eyes, and it seemed as if he was watching you intently, as if you had become part of his silent spectacle.