The Book of Mara
I wrapped my arms around myself to try and press back the tidal wave of horror and sadness at the thought of him being so alone.
Shadows began to materialize in the fog. They were blurry at first, mere wisps, unformed, and fleeting. Then they grew, shaped, and darkened until I could almost see them clearly.
They were people.
People were moving just beyond the curtain. Massive people. Somewhere between six and seven feet tall with a width almost twice the size of an average person. They looked like dark gods, swaying, and shifting. The closer I got, the taller they grew until they threatened to block out the light. In fear, I tried to step back only to find that I was rooted to the ground. I
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