The skeleton moved with impossible grace, its bones clicking softly in the moonlight. Tessa watched from behind a crumbling pillar as the undead creature approached the throne. She'd come here searching for treasure, but what she found was far stranger. The skeleton knelt before the empty seat, reaching out with bony fingers to touch something invisible. A voice whispered through the ruins, speaking in a language dead for centuries. Whatever this creature was guarding, people had died trying to claim it. Tessa's hand moved to her sword. Tonight, she might join them.
Billy Williams is a German-born storyteller with a fascination for the fragile threads connecting memory, history, and the future. In his twenties, he has already carved a voice that blends sharp imagination with a deep sense of humanity.View all by Billy Williams
