the smuggler’s bible

As for me and my axe, we will cleave the abomination

The Bear Clan has been wandering for the better part of three years when they find the castle far back in the pines. They have to make a decision—and with another winter hurtling down the mountain toward them, it isn’t a hard one.

People begin to die at the end of the first week. Something in the walls—crawling. Wuffa takes his axe and three good men down the lowest staircase he can find. He comes back alone with the creature’s heart hanging on a chain around his neck.

It moves against his bare chest, beating slow and steady.