Chapter IV / The Ruined Holy Grounds
A chill wind howled faintly through the walls of the temple, accompanying their steps. The aged stone bricks surrounding them were coated with fungi, the spores of which shimmered a soft amber in the dim light. Moss hung from the ceiling, glowing green...
Seed of the Wolf God
"Aros, are you sure about this?" Leyan's voice was hesitant as he followed closely behind the white-haired boy, the two of them clad in nearly nothing safe their loin cloths, the dried paint patterned across their limbs, chest, back, and along the...
Fallen From Grace
The temple creaked, it's entrance disturbance causing the dormant rocks to tumble and scatter--the doors barricading it's passages engraved with strange twisting runic patterns, finally pushed open. Massive in all sense of the term, it should have...