Mahedere Hiwot

The Choke of Darkness

In the hush of the night, where moonbeams danced with shadows, I found myself ensnared in a realm between dreams and wakefulness. My body lay still, tethered to the bed by an unseen force, as if the very air had turned to chains. It was a sensation both eerie and inexplicable, leaving me suspended in a state of disquieting uncertainty.