Story 260: The Forgotten Sanctuary

After days of travel, Damien and Mira arrived at an ancient sanctuary, hidden deep within the forest. Moss-covered stones formed a ring around the crumbling structure, and vines wrapped around pillars carved with symbols from a forgotten time. Survivors had mentioned this place—a rumored stronghold where those seeking refuge from the darkness once gathered.

“This is where hope lived once,” Mira murmured, running her hand along the faded carvings. “They called it Sanctuary Veritas, the last place of truth.”

Damien felt the weight of the place, a quiet solemnity settling over him. “Let’s see if any of that hope is left for us.”

They stepped inside the ruins, their footsteps echoing in the silence. The air smelled of earth and ancient stone, carrying a strange sense of calm. But as they ventured deeper, Damien sensed they weren’t alone. Shadows moved along the edges of the room, and a low growl echoed from the darkness.