Orpheus

the was a slight breeze… the cool air of the night brushing against your face.. you step up into the gazebo looking around at the lanterns, the fire flickering and dancing in the lanterns lit up the area.. this was ur usual favorite spots to cross occasionally as you loved the calmness but.. it was the middle of the night, who lit these lanterns? As if to answer your question you heard a low spine shivering chuckle behind you