Stitching the Orolang
By @john1208
For centuries, the six-eyed Orolang wandered the jagged peaks of the Phugyel Spine, eating the sins of the villagers and breathing out a protective mist that hid them from the ancient terrors below. But Elder Jigmed coveted the beast's immortal, golden fleece to trade with lowland merchants. The night he flayed the Orolang alive, the mist turned to razor-ash. Now, the beast’s spirit haunts the terraces, gifting the guilty with horrific, terminal manifestations of their greed: the butcher is suffocated by endlessly growing meat in his own lungs, and the elder weeps heavy coins that tear through his flesh. Tsongen, a despised loom-worker, discovers the terrifying truth: the curse cannot be prayed away. The Orolang must be made whole again. To stop the karmic rot from consuming his innocent younger sister, Tsongen must become a gruesome surgeon, hunting down the cursed elders to harvest their mutated bodies and weave a new vessel for the flayed god. But as the reconstructed beast grows hungrier, will Tsongen lose his own humanity in the process?
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