wilderness

A tiny, lopsided hut of wattle and daub sat a midst a marshy terrain in the North of Iuk-'u, a foundation of irregular, reclaimed stones rising out of the waters around it. Nearby were several rows of freshly planted sprouts poking out of the shallow water. On the roof of the hut was a thin...

Kill them. It was a year since the demonic presence had been expelled from his body. The scar across his shoulder was never going to heal. Dark marks of corruption still stretched away from the scar and across his shoulder. The demon was long gone, but now two voices made themselves known...