A mountain village. Stripped down to the bone. A burning tonnage. Deaths of famine sown. Winter’s bitter bite. Bears teeth as tombstones. A young witch’s intoned prayers. Spells unhoned. Such ill placed resentment, does sorrow smite. A witch slayer fetched. Her head for a price. Her eyes clear. Like the marbled midnight skies. Bereft of courage, was the hunter’s knife.
Art by ArtofReza