Shrewdling Legends

The Whispering Timber Yard is eerily quiet, its atmosphere permeated by a sense of dread. Massive logs, some twisted and grotesque, are piled high amidst the scattered debris of sawdust that still swirls as if disturbed by unseen hands. Dark shadows flicker between the trees surrounding the yard, and the occasional rustle of branches gives way to an unsettling silence, suggesting that something otherworldly observes from just out of sight.

A sprawling lumber yard blanketed in a heavy mist, with gnarled trees encircling towering stacks of warped timber, beneath a dim, overcast sky.