Description
In the shroud of mist, the Old House on the Hill stood sentinel. Warm lights flickered within, painting a deceptive facade of comfort amidst the surrounding darkness. Pine trees, stood like silent witness to the secrets held within. The full moon adorned the night sky, illuminating the scene with an eerie glow. Up the hill, along the narrow path, the orange flowers held a mysterious allure, their vibrant hue beckoning travelers towards the house. All was not as it seemed in this spectral landscape, leaving an eerie sensation that the house held stories best left forgotten.
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