Craig21
"In Copperwood, the trees don't just grow; they wait. When Aaron disappeared into the marrow of the woods, he left behind a ringing sound that wouldn't stop. Now, with rosemary pulsing in her veins and an iron bell calling from the clearing, one woman must decide: what is she willing to leave behind to bring him home? A visceral tale of folk horror and the debts we owe the earth."
Seven quiet vignettes weave subtle, creeping dread-no screams, no monsters, just the slow realization that the town itself is watching... and keeping score.
Perfect for fans of atmospheric horror and slow-burn unease. What would you do if the ordinary started remembering you?
Chapter 9 has now been added. The ledger has now been completed, or has it?