I used to be a night watchman at a wind farm. I barely made it out alive.
Update: 2025-04-09
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I used to think the woods were empty at night. That silence meant safety. That isolation meant peace. But the truth is, there are places where the rules break down, where nature isn’t blind, and something older is still watching. That night at the wind farm changed how I see everything: the dark, the silence, even myself. Some encounters don’t just scare you. They rearrange you...
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