Stains on hands may be a dime a dozen for artists. But this mark on her palm appeared after she woke up.
It wouldn’t wash off, a seemingly permanent remnant of the nightmares that have been steadily plaguing her sleep. A dark mark from the grave.
Desperate, she turned to a shaman who revealed a shocking truth: something has bound itself to her, and it won’t let go.
Here’s the story of an unwilling lover, in a relationship that spans worlds.