Echoes in the Pines: A Blind Journey in the Pinelands
The moonlight filtered through the towering pines, casting long stripes across the path. My staff tapped lightly against the yielding earth, a rhythm that lulled my senses as I wandered deeper into the mysterious heart of the Pinelands. Each whisper of the wind through the needles sounded like a story, beckoning me forward on this unexpected journe