Call of The Windigo by Johnny DuChene

As I lay in the woodsnear the indigo watersI hear the WindigoIts velocityIts monstrosityIts sound is drawing nearI am stunnedfull of fearCould it end right here?How could I escape?I am a mere mortaland cannot travel in portalsI live on in painand travel my laneThe lane to deathcannot be more plainI am at my dying breathItContinue reading “Call of The Windigo by Johnny DuChene”