Eventually, he came across a small chamber, its walls adorned with more carvings and symbols similar to those in the village.
One particular carving caught his eye. It depicted a scene remarkably similar to the one in his dreams: the witch standing with outstretched hands, her son looming in the background, his face twisted with malice. But there was another figure in the carving that Jude hadn't seen before, a man standing beside the witch, his hand resting protectively on her shoulder. The man bore an uncanny resemblance to Jude himself.
A chill ran down his spine as he realized the implications. Could it be that he was connected to this ancient story in a way he had never imagined? Was he somehow a reincarnation of the man in the carving, destined to relive the past and right the wrongs that had been committed?
