AimeBlue
Robin is a teenaged orphan, just another filth-poor scrub from the city of Royenburg. After scrounging around and working as a fieldhand, he gets a discrete job offer: work at a remote outpost in the woods, cut wood, gather from the forest, and whatever you do, DO NOT ENTER THE TOWER. At first, he obliges since the pay is good and he can finally afford to feed himself, and the maid Anne and the old lady Margaret make for good company. But occasionally he hears strange sounds from the tower's top. The writhing of rats, call of crows, and the laughing wails of a witch. Until one day, he let's his curiosity take him...
Content note: This is a story with regression themes. If you don't like that sort of thing, this is your warning. Absolutely SFW. Short story that I came up with.