Merlyn carefully pushed the blackberry vine out of his way. Thing had thorns as long as his thumbnail, about a billion of them.
This whole forest was creepy as hell. Both Pema and Ash seemed happy to be clambering over fallen logs, stomping through blackberry brambles, but there was no sign of the lake.
Nothing but looming trees, deadly thorns and shadows that crept ever closer to consuming them whole like portals to another world. If he didn’t love them both so much…
Sire of the Found System is a queer dark fantasy that turns on you and drags you to a shadowy world with death lurking under every leaf.
