A lone willow on a hill, and a bog that hides much beneath its festering depths. Conor is a young man, one of many to grow up hearing tales of the strange tree on the hill at the edge of the bog. But the bog holds his family's livelihood, the peat that they cut and sell to the other villagers. As the peat grows scarce over the generations of harvest, his family has been left with no choice but to harvest near that strange tree, where they unearth something left beneath the bog for millennia. Someone that should have remained buried. In progress, parts are subject to change and will be rewritten in the future. For now, parts will be released as they are ready for people to look at and suggest edits/point out errors and tell me what works and doesn't. Thanks :)