Synopsis

As the year's lone Blue Moon ascended, a tradition took hold among the Plantars. They would retreat within their home, fortifying its walls against the night's peculiar allure. Sharing tales of chilling dread, they wove narratives so frightening that the very air seemed to crackle with suspense, a collective shield against the moon's unsettling glow. It was their way of warding off the year's anxieties, a ritual born of folklore and familial bond.