Story 240: The Whispering Shadows

After the grueling battle with the undead, Damien barely had time to rest before the village elder summoned him. The elder, an enigmatic figure with eyes that seemed to see through souls, gestured for Damien to sit by the flickering fire.

“I’ve been having visions,” the elder said, his voice carrying an air of grave importance. “There’s a place in the Northern Woods…a cursed temple hidden from the world, where an ancient evil resides. If left untouched, it could doom us all.”

Damien listened intently. He’d heard whispers of this temple—a ruin lost to time and feared by all. His instincts urged him to investigate; he couldn’t let this threat grow unchecked. But the elder’s words hung heavily on him. This wasn’t just another battle—it was a journey into the unknown.