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IN THE VAST FOREST - The swamp of the eternal night

from HDK 120 † HDK Dungeon​​​-​​​synth magazine # 6 by V.A.

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You had heard of it: the Swamp of Eternal Night, where the elderly sorceress Yanka set down the Stone of Understanding, a powerful and ancient magical artifact. Whoever touched the stone acquired immeasurable knowledge. Many, driven by ambition, had tried to challenge the unhealthy waters of the swamp, its unbreathable air, its poisonous insects and the terrible monsters that lived there. No one, after Yanka, had ever managed not only to get their hands on the coveted stone but even to come back alive to tell what he had seen. Only one thing was known for certain about the swamp: it was shrouded in perpetual darkness, as in an endless night.

The story fascinated you and your adventurous spirit did the rest. You had traveled for weeks, until you come here, on the edge of the Great Northern Steppes, where the taiga gives way to the tundra and the great swamps of the Karlia region bathe the roots of the sparse birch forests. Under this vast and imposing sky, where the hum of insects is the only sound other than that of your footsteps, where the wind is silent and the horizon opens flat and boundless to the north, you have reached the small village of Terikberg. Among the few shabby houses half sunk in the mud, you find an inn and get acquainted with the rough hospitality of the inhabitants of this desolate land.

You left the day after and finally, after a few meters outside the main path, you found yourself on the threshold of your destination. No doubt: although it was still morning, the swamp was shrouded in a gloomy blanket of darkness. The few trees were curved, as in a diabolical grimace, a sinister parody of the upright birch trees seen nearby. You go on and after a few steps, you realize that the noise of the insects has stopped. How long have you been enveloped in this unnatural silence? You look up and you see a sky of an indefinable color, a kind of dark purple never seen before. Your feet begin to sink into damp, unhealthy ground. The air takes on a strange smell and, despite your precautions, you realize that you are losing your bearings. You’re starting to think you’ve made a terrible mistake by coming here. But it’s too late now… you feel observed, maybe someone still dwells in this place. Perhaps the elderly sorceress Yanka is still alive and she protects the stone from the greed of men ...

What you will see from now on, you will not be able to say if it belongs to the world of dreams or reality. But - anyway - you won’t be able to tell it to anyone.

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from HDK 120 † HDK Dungeon​​​-​​​synth magazine # 6, released March 25, 2022

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