My Name is Sarah (Drakon Apocrypha #C1)

Apocrypha of the First, Chapter I

Come noon, the sun rays beam straight down at the bottom of the dried-up well, and I see his grimy face staring up at me. He has been standing there for six days and nights now; my brother’s bloated corpse cuddled around his feet. It’s the only way they both fit down there—the well is barely six feet wide—else he must step on the maggots and the wet rotting flesh of my kin.

Come night, I pray to the haloed angels to beat their milky wings and part the autumn...