A very rough first look at Smyle

The following is about half of the prologue to Smye, the sixth in the Rankin Flats supernatural thrillers. It is unedited and therefore full of errors, so be gentle. That said, welcome back to Rankin Flats… er… eastern Europe, sometime in the early medieval ages.

As the last of the daylight flittered through the edges of an ancient, silent forest, young Radomil chased his sister around a tree. Her giggles were sweet music, always just out of reach, though he wasn’t trying too hard to catch he...