by GavinIthink
Garrin Carrow was never meant to be a hero. Just a name carried by a house that’s already begun to rot. When refugees arrive from a fallen village, whispering of something moving in the dark, he’s sent to investigate what should have been a simple matter. It isn’t. What he finds is not war, nor rebellion, but something older, hungrier, and spreading. And by the time he understands it, the land is already too far gone to save. This is not a story of victory. Only of what remains.
