write a dark story but have the last sentence make it beautiful
.

Once upon a time, in the desolate wasteland that was once a lush and vibrant forest, there lived a solitary creature. The creature, a pitiful and grotesque being, was covered in thick, mossy scales that hid its form from the unforgiving sun. Its eyes, the only part of its body unprotected by that which grew upon it, were hollowed out, void of emotion, save for a single, piercing
The moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the village. Shadows danced in the streets, and the wind howled through the empty alleys. A thick fog rolled in, obscuring everything, and the creaking of wooden houses set the stage for the coming terror.

As the shadows grew, the villagers huddled in their homes, gripped by a primal fear that they could not shake. The cries of the night