vittoria larrainth

They had done it; they had found hell. It wasn't an infernal realm on another plane of existence where demons and devils played idle games with the souls of the living. Nor was it some endless chasm deep beneath the earth where one lived their worst fears for eternity, bound by chains of...

A few miles off the beaten track between Vel Cirak and Viret, an abandoned barn burst into life as dusk settled. One lone figure barged through the rotting wooden doors and was swiftly followed by two others, who helped to carry a fourth; long-settled stagnant dust was devoured by the sense of...