Shadows of the Cursed

In shadows deep, where secrets sleep,

Nocturne seeks the truth's faint gleam.

Mysteries bound, in darkness wound,

Within these walls, a silent scream.

Gather 'round, the tale unfolds,

Of villagers lost to cursed night,

A brush with death, whispers of dread,

A shadow cast from hidden sight.

But I, Nocturne, undead sage,

May walk among the living, bound,

Seeking justice, truth to find,

In this cursed, silent sound.

Prove my innocence, unveil the lie,

Unmask the cursed hand that did defy,

Through ink and candle flame, I plead,

To clear my name, to break free.

From ancient texts, to whispered lore,

Clues woven tight, secrets stored,

My skills, my heart, I won't let fade,

In darkness' shadow, justice made.

So here I stand, amidst the gloom,

A scholar’s fight beyond the tomb,

For truth’s bright light, I will strive,

In darkness deep, I will survive.