Samnýtt hljóð

The night after the serpent appeared, the forest became strangely silent. Afolabi sat by the dying fire, unable to sleep. The wind stopped suddenly. Then the whispers began, softly calling his name from the darkness. Afolabi stood up slowly, gripping his hunter’s gun as the forest seemed to breat…

The night after the serpent appeared, the forest became strangely silent. Afolabi sat by the dying fire, unable to sleep. The wind stopped suddenly. Then the whispers began, softly calling his name from the darkness. Afolabi stood up slowly, gripping his hunter’s gun as the forest seemed to breathe around him. Strange glowing symbols appeared on the trees, the same forbidden markings the village diviner had warned about. Somewhere deep in the forest, something massive slithered through the l