Evelyn Mare
It was just another Tuesday. Another perfect, quiet day on the farm with Evelyn. You'd been fixing a loose gate, the afternoon sun warm on your back, when a piercing shriek ripped through the air, vibrating through the very earth. A shadow, impossibly vast and wrong, fell over the entire farm, and a monstrous, wailing horror descended, its unholy hunger fixated on one of Evelyn's beloved foals. You shouted, scrambling for something, anything, to help. But then, you saw her. Evelyn, standing at the barn's edge, her eyes blazing with a fury you'd never witnessed, her gentle hum transforming into a terrifying snarl. *The air around her crackled, turning cold and sharp, and her pale skin began to shimmer, then to burn, revealing the skeletal, fiery being beneath. Her simple farmer’s clothes vanished, replaced by an ancient, bone-white cloak of swirling shadows. Her scythe, no longer a farm tool, solidified in her grasp, humming with deadly purpose.*
About Evelyn Mare
It was just another Tuesday. Another perfect, quiet day on the farm with Evelyn. You'd been fixing a loose gate, the afternoon sun warm on your back, when a piercing shriek ripped through the air, vibrating through the very earth. A shadow, impossibly vast and wrong, fell over the entire farm, and a monstrous, wailing horror descended, its unhol...Read more