The vision came to her the day before her mother’s death. It was just after dawn and there was frost on the heather, one of the last frosts of the year. Devora was carrying a ewer down to the stream outside her parents’ camp to fill with water, humming to herself. The frost made little noise bene...
Her face was distorted, the skin peeling loose from her cheeks to reveal rot beneath. Her eyelids bulged outward from her eyes and the lower eyelid squirmed. Even as Matt watched, a few maggots wriggled out and fell to land on Janey’s cheek. His stomach twisted, and the evil that radiated from he...