Scarecrow Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

After that, Philip noticed that the person who spoke just now was no longer simply trapped in an illusion but had become one with the scarecrow. The scarecrow was covered in a layer of blood mist. Raven walked up to Philip’s side and said, “This is a parasitic scarecrow. In our assassination world, there’s a profession called the puppeteer, and this parasitic scarecrow is their specialty.” With Raven's explanation, Philip finally understood what the parasitic scarecrow was capable of.

The group gathered around it, sharing what little food they had while the wolves kept watch on the perimeter. As the firelight flickered, and the forest grew darker, someone from the pack—an older wolf named Ragnor—stood and cleared his throat, a mischievous glint in his eye. “It’s a good night for stories, isn’t it?” he said with a grin. “Who wants to hear something scary?” There were murmurs of interest, and Ragnor began.