All Will Be Well: Vallaki

(InnerSelf Enabled🎭) Vallaki smiles because it must. Behind the blood-red bunting: stocks for the insufficiently cheerful, wives vanished into the manor, wolves at the walls, the devil Strahd over everything — and something patient wearing a moneylender's skin, fattening on the town's manufactured joy. Live, love, work, scheme, or secretly shine: in Barovia even a god's light burns candle-small, and hope itself is the most dangerous thing you can carry through the gates.