Niclaos dove behind the tall, gnarled tree, just in time to hear a deep thunk. He peered around to see a spear shaking in the trunk behind where he stood. He spun and ran, dodging fallen logs and trees. Behind him, the chanting from the village he had just left had grown louder, closer.
December has been a bit of a mixed bag when it comes to actual writing. I have been releasing regular updates to the channel, but