THE BURIED GOD Chapter 31: The Watch The weeks turned into months. Damon stayed in Stillwater. He worked in the fields. He helped repair the walls. He taught the children to dig proper graves. He became part of the village. But he never forgot the mountain. He watched it every day. From the window of … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 30: The Dawn After The sun rose over the mountain. The sky was pink and gold, the clouds thin and high, the air cold and clean. The mountain was different now—smaller, darker, quieter. The silver light was gone. The pulsing was gone. The hunger was gone. But the mountain was still … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 29: The Sacrifice The blade trembled in Damon’s hand. The heart pulsed. The darkness deepened. The hunger grew. He could feel it pressing against him, testing him, tasting him. It wanted him to cut. It wanted him to bleed. It wanted him to feed. But he would not feed it. He … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 28: The Blade Within Damon sat on the cold stone floor. The heart hung above him, dark and still. The walls were black, the shadows deep, the silence absolute. Vespera sat beside him, her silver eyes fixed on his face. Lyssa stood by the entrance, her green eyes watching. Rook leaned … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 27: The Quiet Heart The heart hung in the center of the chamber, dark and still. No pulse. No light. No hunger. Just stone. Just memory. Just silence. Damon walked toward it. His boots crunched on the broken stone. The shovel hung from his hand. Vespera followed. Lyssa followed. Rook followed. … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 26: The Feeding The heart pulsed faster. The red light blazed brighter. The ground shook harder. Damon stumbled. Lyssa caught his arm. Rook braced himself against the wall. Vespera stood still, her silver eyes fixed on the high priest, her pale face calm. “You cannot stop this,” the high priest said. … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 25: The Heart of Darkness The darkness was absolute. Damon could not see his hands. Could not see the walls. Could not see the floor. He could only feel — the cold stone beneath his boots, the cold air in his lungs, the cold hunger in his chest. He walked forward. … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 24: The Memory of Blood The chamber of bones was colder than Damon remembered. The torches on the walls burned low and blue, their flames struggling against the darkness. The shadows pressed close, watching, waiting, hungry. The bones crackled beneath his boots, each step a reminder of the thousands who had … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 23: The Road Back to the Mountain The road back to the mountain was longer than Damon remembered. The sun was low, the sky was gray, the wind was cold. The trees were bare, their branches like grasping hands. The fields were dead, their soil cracked and gray. The world was … Read more
THE BURIED GOD Chapter 22: The Choice The room was silent. Damon stood at the edge of the well, his hands cold, his heart heavy. Vespera stood beside him, her silver eyes fixed on his face. Lyssa stood by the door, her green eyes watching. Rook stood in the corner, his gray eyes closed. The … Read more
