Ascending Inferno

Crossing the River Acheron

Four bodies lay strewn about in the dew-dipped grass; its sharp blades tickling their exposed skin. One groan, another sigh, and they slowly regain their consciousness from the deep sleep they had last been in. As they wake, they immediately notice the noxious smell of...soot? Charred dust? The four individuals pulled themselves up from their… Continue reading Crossing the River Acheron