For some time now animal life steered clear of Mulsoa Forest’s depths. Almost as if they feared whatever was lurking there, and with good reason. In the forest’s deepest part a small clearing sat in silence with a solitary cottage in the centre. A sky blue mist clung to the ground, anyone stepping in it would struggle to see their own feet. The smell, that is the smell of death, seeped out from the clearing and wherever the smell went the mist followed closely behind.
The clearing hugge. . .
For some time now animal life steered clear of Mulsoa Forest’s depths. Almost as if they feared whatever was lurking there, and with good reason. In the forest’s deepest part a small clearing sat in silence with a solitary cottage in the centre. A sky blue mist clung to the ground, anyone stepping in it would struggle to see their own feet. The smell, that is the smell of death, seeped out from the clearing and wherever the smell went the mist followed closely behind.
The clearing hugge. . .