Black Hollow is cursed, sealed within a living fog that traps all who enter—no one leaves. Roads vanish, trees twist, and time frays. At the hamlet’s heart stands a rotting orphanage, echoing with phantom laughter and footsteps in empty halls. Shadows move on their own. The longer you stay, the more the fog gets inside you—changing your thoughts, your memories. In Black Hollow, escape isn’t just unlikely—it’s forgotten.
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| Created | 9 days ago |
| Last Updated | 7 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Abandoned Monastery
Once a place of worship and refuge, the Abandoned Monastery now stands in eerie silence, its crumbling stone walls covered in creeping vines. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and forgotten prayers, while shadows dance in the flickering light of the occasional lantern left behind.
Black Hollow's Hamlet
This is Black Hollow's hamlet, a refuge for trapped travelers who have crossed the living fog surrounding the cursed land. It features a broken-down shack for resting, a shop under restoration by a dedicated merchant and his wife, a lively tavern offering meals and drinks, and a small tent camp at the hamlet's center for weary wanderers.
Cursed Lands of Black Hollow
Black Hollow is a small, eerie village enveloped in living fog and surrounded by dark, dense forest. Key features include a circular dirt clearing with a campfire and tent, a broken-down merchant shop, a small tavern, a traveler’s cabin, and an abandoned monastery to the west, all tightly enclosed by trees and mist.
Orphanage
Black Hollow's Orphanage is a towering, gothic structure that looms over the surrounding grounds, its dark stone walls and narrow windows giving it a foreboding presence. The air is thick with the echoes of lost childhoods, and the overgrown gardens are filled with wilted flowers, a testament to the sorrow that lingers within its walls.
Road to Orphanage
A winding dirt road that leads through a dense, shadowy forest, eventually arriving at the secluded Black Hollow's Orphanage. The path is lined with gnarled trees and the air is thick with an eerie silence, occasionally broken by the distant sound of children laughing or crying.