Synopsis

The air hung heavy with unspoken dread as Daya entered the village. A pall of fear clung to the weathered buildings and the faces of its inhabitants. Murders had cast a long shadow, and whispers of a witch fueled the growing terror. He was tasked with finding the truth, a daunting prospect in a place steeped in superstition and despair. The villagers pointed fingers, their eyes filled with suspicion and grief. A dark figure, they said, was responsible for the bloodshed, a sorceress weaving a