They say the Captain once kept a lantern on a forgotten coast, guiding the living through storms and the restless dead back to sleep.

The light failed on a winter night—and with it, the Captain.

Years later, a scholar found his lantern: soot-stained glass, warm to the touch, a map tucked inside.

She lit the wick and the fog answered.

Now the Captain walks where the lantern leads, and Madam Chronicler writes what the night would rather erase.

Follow the light. Keep to the path. Listen closely.

Chronicle of Fear Guiding You Through the Shadows

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