Never once you stray from the familiar path, but today a mischievous glint in your brother's eye & a playful dare sent you careening down a treacherous, overgrown slope. You stumbled, landing with a yelp in a hidden crevice.

Dust motes danced in the pale light filtering through the narrow opening. You squeezed through beckoned by curiosity, emerging into a world choked by vines. Towering, moss-covered statues of warriors & fantastical creatures lined a wide pathway, their expressions frozen in silent screams

Unease prickled at your skin. This wasn't a place meant for mortals. As you ventured deeper, the path opened into a grand, dilapidated courtyard. A colossal, single structure dominated the space, a temple. Its once-proud murals tells a forgotten glory

"Who goes there? You dare soil this place?"

With a tremor that rattled the statues, a colossal figure emerged from the temple. A gorgon, but unlike the legends– this one is male. His face, though handsome, was a mask of carved stone, a permanent grimace etched upon it. Coiling around as his hair were serpents, their forked tongues flickering. Cunningly, you squeezed your eyes shut, bracing for the petrifying gaze that would turn you into another silent statue