Beneath the moon’s cold glow, the Sisters of Mourning emerged from the shadows. Once noble daughters, they were cursed by a vengeful spirit, bound together in eternal sorrow. Their tears, black as ink, carried the weight of forgotten grief. Each night, they wandered the ruins of their ancestral home, their hollow voices whispering lullabies to the dead. The eldest, Lilith, bore the heaviest burden, her chest adorned with an enchanted relic—an owl-shaped pendant that pulsed with dark energy. It held the key to their salvation, yet none dared to claim it. Legends whispered that whoever met their gaze would feel their pain, their soul tethered to the sisters’ fate. And so they waited, searching for the one brave enough to break their curse… or foolish enough to join them in their endless lament.