Story 256: The Forsaken Village

Damien and Mira trekked along an overgrown path, their journey bringing them to the edge of a forsaken village rumored to be haunted. The village was rumored to be once ruled by the Sorrow King’s most loyal follower, and it was now abandoned except for lingering shadows and the restless dead.

As they approached the crumbling buildings, Mira held her amulet tightly. Its light flickered as if wary of the darkness surrounding them. “This place… something’s wrong,” she whispered. The once vibrant homes were now mere shells, ivy climbing over doorways, and windows shattered like gaping mouths in silent screams.

Damien surveyed their surroundings. “Stay close. We’re here for the map, nothing else.” The journal had mentioned that a map hidden somewhere in the village would reveal the location of the Sorrow King’s lair.