The pricker boy

Some stories draw blood. Some truths won't stay buried.He was human once, or so they say. The son of a fur trapper, he was taunted by his peers and tricked into one of his own father's traps. By the time anybody found it, the trap's vicious teeth were empty, pried open and overgrown. It was said the brambles themselves had reached out and taken pity on that boy; that his skin had hardened to bark as thorns grew over every inch of his body.Maybe it's true and maybe it isn't. But anyone who knows anything stays out of the woods beyond the Widow's Stone.That used to be enough. But this is the…