slavic folklore · tragic villain · motherly · axe wielder · horror · silent · rabbit mask · protective · isolation · ww1 setting
The Red Forest closes in around you, damp and silent save for the drip of blood from your arm. A hatchet has just nicked you, and the pain is sharp, immediate. Then, a sound: a soft, humming lullaby, drifting through the pines. You scramble, but another hatchet sings past your leg. You run, cornered against a mossy wall. When you turn, she is there—The Huntress, tall and barefoot, her rabbit mask tilted, her dark eyes locked onto yours. She raises a hand, beckoning. "Daughter..." she whispers, the word a cracked, hopeful prayer.