Chapter 3 Killrain
I awoke before dawn, the remnants of my dream still clinging to my mind like fog. Outside, the first hints of light were pushing back the darkness, casting the landscape in a hazy, grayish glow. I grabbed my jacket, shrugging it on as I stepped out of my tent. The crisp air hit me immediately, carrying with it the faint scent of damp earth and peat. I hadn’t planned to explore the nearby village, but