On a dark and stormy night, the ink-stained parchment lay on the rock, waiting for someone to come and write their story. The rain fell hard, making it difficult to see anything but the faint outline of the chiaroscuro

On a dark and stormy night, the ink-stained parchment lay on the rock, waiting for someone to come and write their story. The rain fell hard, making it difficult to see anything but the faint outline of the chiaroscuro standing on a rock. Closeup view of the parchment revealed intricate details of a person's face, illuminated by the flickering light of an ink lamp. The ink was so dark that it seemed to absorb all light around it, creating an eerie atmosphere that made one feel as if they were in another world entirely.