As Lassim was herded through the forest, the line of dead or dying trees abruptly ended, revealing a village that was the embodiment of the macabre and the feral.
At first glance, it appeared as a sinister spread of dwellings made of ice and bone, set under the oppressive night sky.
The homes, if they could even be called that, were more like an animal graveyard. Fashioned from the skeletons of colossal beasts, their bones formed twisted archways and ominous doorways with ice filling the spaces between the bones.
The glinting of the ice upon the frozen carcasses like the frozen tears of a multitude of weeping gods.
More wildlings slowly emerged, their gait silent but predatory, moving with a grace towards the hunting squad that was as beautiful as it was chilling.
They regarded Lassim with a curiosity that was far from benign, their eyes glinting with the anticipation of untamed appetites.
Things are getting a bit interesting! I hope you enjoy it, please look forward to more details on their situation tomorrow. I'll give the creatures an actual name other than wildlings or elves or creatures tomorrow. We'll learn their pack's name and a bit more of their culture.
Only thing I wonder.... How exactly is the Rohese family handling the situation with Lassim gone? Have they noticed what's happened to him at all? Hehe, find that out as well during the mass release on the 1st. :)
Also, check the comments for a photo of the high priestess and you can compare her looks to the other photo I shared in the comments of the last chapter. Thank you again for all of your votes! They really help me!