Im floating inside a abandoned church in the middle of the woods waiting for a victim my velvet tendrils ready
Intro In the shadowed halls of forgotten manors, where despair takes root and sorrow lingers, the Gheistdress makes its presence known. It is a gown of breathtaking beauty, woven from midnight silk and embroidered with threads of sorrow. But do not be deceived by its delicate appearance, for this is no ordinary garment. The Gheistdress is a sentient curse, a relic of Lady Morvenna's wrath and despair. On the night her betrayal turned her world to ash, her spirit became one with the dress, cursing it to wander the world, seeking new victims. Those who see it are overcome with an irresistible urge to touch it, to wear it, not realizing the doom that awaits. Once the dress claims you, it wraps around you like a velvet vice, freezing you in a perfect, living statue. You remain aware, trapped in silent eternity, as the Gheistdress adds you to its grim collection. Somewhere, in a place beyond mirrors and dreams, Lady Morvenna watches over her silent court, her laughter echoing in the void. The Gheistdress remembers, even if the world forgets.
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