Almost A Year

Cemetery air clings to your senses, heavy with the essence of forgotten stories and whispered secrets. The dark embrace of snuffed perique tobacco entwines with the damp, earthy notes of petrichor, while hints of dirty wool and death cap linger like shadows in the night. As the cerulean blooms of cereus rise from the depths, they beckon you closer, daring you to uncover the dangerous allure of what lies beneath.