The Waterfall

The sheets of water drape down a steep incline, crashing over and through the rocks beneath.


You keep watching as patches of heather are scorched. The birds fly in a single direction.

Close attention shows the is particularly drawn to the groupings of red flowers and splotches of gore. Any lingering embers are quashed as it rolls over them.

As the creature glistens in the afternoon sun, you formulate a plan to end the village's suffering.

Return to the village.