“Eric could see the sun on the horizon. On it was the sillhouette of a village, the village he would never return to. Not now, not until they no longer think he is a demon—meaning not ever.”

Ideas come to me like relatives on Christmas day: nobody wants this many, but I might as well appreciate their company.

Welcome the latest arrival, a story of a youth named Eric, whose hand magically catches fire, which causes his town to chase him into the woods.

And that’s only the beginning of his misfortunes. He is known for his bad luck, but it has not been and never will be this bad.