Deep within the fog-shrouded mountains, an ancient village lies hidden, its wooden longhouses shrouded in an impenetrable mist that seems to take on a life of its own, tendrils of fog curling around the structures like ghostly fingers. As the sun sets, casting long shadows across the landscape, the trees appear to twist and writhe, their branches like skeletal fingers grasping for the sky, and their leaves shimmering with an otherworldly luminescence. In the distance, the sound of whispers seems to carry on the wind, echoing through the valleys like a mournful sigh, and the air is heavy with the scent of decay and forgotten secrets. What evil lurks in the heart of this forsaken place, waiting to strike, and what secrets do the fog's tendrils whisper to the trees?. beautiful gorgeous digital art, storybook illustration, textured brushwork, low view, by ZdzisBaw BeksiDski, Simon Stalenhag