Obscuritas -

Elara stepped off the wall and into the fog. Immediately, her memories began to fray. She forgot her mother’s name. She forgot the taste of an apple. The darkness wasn't an absence of light; it was a that wanted to be the only thing left.

The Obscuritas was gone, but it had kept a piece of her to remember what "being" felt like. Obscuritas

She realized then that the Obscuritas didn't fear light; it feared . It was a vacuum that could only be filled by the weight of a soul. She began to sing—not a hymn, but a loud, discordant folk song from her childhood. Elara stepped off the wall and into the fog

The legends were wrong. The Obscuritas didn’t kill you; it erased you. It fed on the things that defined reality. She forgot the taste of an apple

The air in the village of Oakhaven didn’t just turn cold; it turned heavy, like water filling a pair of lungs. They called it the —a creeping, ink-black fog that swallowed the valley once every century.