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    612-822-4611

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Woods of the Wendigo

Woods of the Wendigo

Denhartog, Samuel

Paperback

Series: Tales from the Cryptids

FantasyGeneral Fiction

ISBN13: 9798195572037
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: May 4 2026
Pages: 290
Weight: 0.74
Height: 0.61 Width: 5.50 Depth: 8.50
Language: English
In the deep northern woods, where winter can strip a man down to bone, hunger is never only hunger. Long before strangers came with iron, trade, and prayer, one man lived among his people beneath the pines, bound to kin, custom, and the fragile warmth of shared survival. Then one terrible season breaks the oldest law, and the cost is far worse than death. What rises from that sin is a voice that still remembers love, firelight, and the taste of ordinary life, even as it becomes something the forest itself can barely endure.

Told in a haunting first-person voice, this dark tale follows a once-human predator across generations of snow, blood, and ruin. As his body twists and his antlers grow, the hunger inside him swells into a curse that no feast can quiet. He watches the old world fade, strangers cut roads through sacred woods, and fear spread from campfires to chapels, forts, and frozen trails. Every kill feeds the monster, yet every memory keeps alive the man who knows exactly what he has become.

Savage, atmospheric, and drenched in dread, this is a story of starvation, corruption, and the slow devouring of both soul and land. It is filled with brutal horror, raw grief, and the cold beauty of a wilderness that remembers every drop of blood spilled beneath its trees. Readers who love ancient curses, relentless creatures, and historical horror with real emotional weight will find a nightmare here that lingers long after the final page. Some monsters stalk the woods. This one remembers being human.

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