Echoes in the Pines: A Blind Journey in the Pinelands
The sun filtered through the gnarled pines, casting long shadows across the path. My staff tapped lightly against the soft earth, a rhythm that lulled my senses as I wandered deeper into the mysterious website heart of the Pinelands. Each whisper of the wind through the needles sounded like a clue, beckoning me forward on this sensory journey. An