write a dark story but have the last sentence make it beautiful
and full of hope

Once upon a midnight dreary, in a hidden forest shrouded in a thick and impenetrable fog, there stood a decrepit castle, its crumbling walls slick with moss and mold. The creaking boughs of ancient trees reached out, grasping at the castle, as if trying to pull it back into the ground from which it rose, like a sickly child.

The castle was the dwelling place of the
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