The Blood Series

m the fire within filters up through the grass roof, and on either side of the do

es his way across the baked earth towards the hut, his $500.00 suit looking out of place

oorway and bows, his forehead touching the ground. “Oh Mighty On

to the doorway. The light of day revealing an old man, with long white hair whose body, ha

n anything else and that is revenge on the hated people responsible for the death of his uncle. This man is the mast

his arm before speaking. “Enter into the dark, open your mind to the spirits, breathe in the scent of death and

the floor, not daring to look upon the hideous sight that sits before him. “Oh Might

xtract this reve

ffered; I wish to fill their nights with terror, and I w

se do yo

n so that I may control it,

he demon you speak of does not come easily, but be warned your blood will be

tand, and will

, you will be its master, but if you curse it, i

or vengeance flows in my veins and

he blood of the mother and a young male goat for this is needed for the demon to be born. Do not come as a West

r and

per, and master. But remember that it cannot be trusted, for it is what it is. Heed my warning, evil cannot cross w

ul to once more breathe fresh air,

to the hut from the forest edge with a basket and place