DESCRIPTION
A towering sacred tree dominates the village center, its trunk marred by pulsating red veins that creep upward from the earth like invasive tendrils. Abandoned homes encircle it, their thresholds stained with scattered traces of blood left behind in the villagers’ final moments. A low, drifting fog coils between the buildings and around the corrupted roots, whispering through the hollow streets like a memory of what the village lost...