In a forgotten graveyard, a solemn mother statue stood tall, her cold stone eyes gazing into eternity. Clutched tightly in her weathered hand, a pulsating heart beat with a mysterious energy. Legend whispered that the heart held the souls of lost children, forever trapped in her eternal embrace. Those who dared touch it felt an overwhelming sorrow, as if the statue mourned their presence. A haunting reminder of love and loss frozen in time.
