in the serene village of Reston, Bordering the ominous Reston Wood, A sinister legend took root many moons ago. For generations, the tale of the Black Hound had been told and retold, whispers between hushed voices, exchanged by fireside on gusty winter nights. Tales of disappearances, bone chilling howls echoing through the nocturnal air, ominous sightings of the beast itself had pervaded the villages collective consciousness and evoked a sense of lingering fear.
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