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@Tenebrarum-Manuss
@Tenebrarum-Manuss 4 ะผะตััั†ะฐ ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
The Veenk Sisters: The Suicide Forest and The Curse In the heart of the dense, mist-shrouded forest known to locals as the Suicide Forest, three sisters roamed with an eerie grace. They were known in the surrounding villages by many names, but most simply called them the Dark Trio. Their names were Lucy, the eldest; Margaret, the middle; and Eliza, the youngest. Each sister possessed a beauty that was both captivating and unsettling, their faces pale and framed by wild, dark hair that seemed to move with a life of its own. The forest itself was a place of legend and dread. Ancient trees twisted and gnarled, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers, cloaking the forest floor in a perpetual twilight. A heavy fog drifted endlessly through the trees, swallowing any who dared to venture too deep. Whispers of the lost and damned could be heard in the wind, and many who entered the forest were never seen again. It was said that the Veenk sisters were the guardians of this place, bound to it by a curse older than memory. Long ago, the Veenk family was part of a coven of witches who lived harmoniously with nature, drawing their power from the earth. However, their harmony was shattered when an ambitious warlock, seeking ultimate power, betrayed them. He cast a dark curse upon the coven, binding their souls to the forest and condemning them to an eternity of sorrow and pain. The warlock's spell left the Veenk sisters as the last survivors, transformed into immortal entities who roamed the forest, their grief and anger giving birth to the forest's malevolent aura. Each sister had her own role in maintaining the curse and the forest's dark power. Lucy, the eldest, was the Enforcer. Her power lay in her ability to control the forest itself, commanding the trees and the fog to ensnare intruders. She could manipulate the shadows, making them come alive to terrify and disorient those who entered their domain. Margaret, the middle sister, was the Temptress. She lured lost souls deeper into the forest with her haunting beauty and hypnotic voice, weaving illusions to keep them trapped in a never-ending maze of despair. Eliza, the youngest, was the Oracle. She could see the future and the past, her visions guiding the sisters and ensuring the curse's power remained unbroken. One stormy night, a desperate young woman named Maren ventured into the forest, seeking an end to her suffering. She was fleeing from a life of torment and loss, her spirit broken and her hope extinguished. As she wandered deeper into the forest, the fog thickened, and she felt the weight of unseen eyes upon her. The Veenk sisters watched her from the shadows, sensing her anguish. Lucy was the first to approach, her voice echoing through the trees. "Why have you come to our forest, child? Do you seek an end, or do you seek solace?" Maren, startled by the voice, looked around but saw no one. Margaret appeared next, her form materializing from the mist. "We can offer you peace, a release from your pain," she whispered, her voice like a siren's call. Maren felt a strange compulsion to follow the voice, her feet moving of their own accord. Finally, Eliza stepped forward, her eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. "But beware, for every choice has its price. What would you give to be free of your suffering?" Maren, drawn by the promise of an end to her pain, answered without hesitation, "Anything." The sisters encircled Maren, their presence suffocating and inescapable. They wove a spell of darkness and despair, binding her to the forest as they had been bound. Maren's soul became part of the forest, her anguish feeding its malevolent power. The curse was renewed, and the Veenk sisters remained its eternal guardians. Years passed, and the legend of the Veenk sisters and the Suicide Forest grew. Those who entered seeking answers or solace found only despair and an unending darkness. The forest remained a place of terror, where the lost and broken were drawn by an unseen force, only to be consumed by the curse that bound the Veenk sisters to their eternal vigil
@stamatiavic7408
@stamatiavic7408 4 ะผะตััั†ะฐ ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
...until one day, a butterfly was seen to fly inside the cursed forest...its wings had those beautiful colours....and the three sisters and all the lost souls started playing with it...hide and sick in between this darkness...until suddenly the light struck the dark forest...and the curse broke...and the souls followed the light free of the dark forest chains....metamorfosis of the forest inside a lightrain....and only sometimes there are these sweet nights and if you listen carefully, a lullaby echoes in between the leaves...goodnight beautiful souls...happy endings need drama to be born...โค
@paulagaskins9203
@paulagaskins9203 2 ะผะตััั†ะฐ ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
They are so Beautiful!! I would love to be in the Forest with them. โค
@fairymusic1004
@fairymusic1004 4 ะผะตััั†ะฐ ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
์˜ค๋Š˜ ์˜์ƒ๋„ ๊ต‰์žฅํžˆ ๋†€๋ž์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค^^ ์ž˜ ๊ฐ์ƒํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค~^^
@daniellerostaing1467
@daniellerostaing1467 4 ะผะตััั†ะฐ ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
my little girl went missing into the forest. we called the police-7 hours later, everybody was searching for her. police dogs, friends, strangers i never knew...........i had hope-i thanked everyone for what they did. it has been years now. we never found her. some nights when the moon is full, and the fog comes dancing to the ground- i can still hear her giggle somewhere in the shadows of the forest.
@Tenebrarum-Manuss
@Tenebrarum-Manuss 4 ะผะตััั†ะฐ ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
I hope this is a fictional story, that what you wrote didn't actually happen.
@daniellerostaing1467
@daniellerostaing1467 4 ะผะตััั†ะฐ ะฝะฐะทะฐะด
@@Tenebrarum-Manuss fictional sweetheart!
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