A Cursed Land

You’ll find this story expands upon the original comic story by me. “I’m so thirsty,” the knight mumbled to himself. As he limped along the narrow trail amid the dark forest, the weary man looked ahead. The pines appeared unusual, with their limbs pointed upward over the trail. Majestic and inspiring, with the light of the dying sun peaking through the dull gray sky. It gave him the same sense of holiness he remembered from the cathedral. Wait, what was the name of that holy place? The knight...