My eyebrows pinch in concentration as I read the translation. “‘Beware of the shadow that lurks in the dead of the night. It whispers of forgotten souls and eclipses the light of life. “‘Beware of the nocturnal wind that carries the mournful wails of those denied peaceful rest. “‘Beware the dying breath, for the umbra seeks to ensnare those who linger between worlds, compelling them to a never-ending, soul-stealing twilight.
