It was in the fields north of the village of Raven's Run that I spotted it. It was hung on a wooden cross and as I looked up, I certainly did not see any birds in the sky or in the fields. The villages were sullen and unfriendly, but did not bother me as I approached the giant straw-filled scarecrow. It did not have a face, but only a gaping maw. It was covered in mold and weeds, and its giant arms hung over the nearby fields. I noticed a lack of other Scarecrows in the area. As i neared it, I felt eyes on the back of my head and a sense of foreboding. I decided on a whim not to approach further. The village chief approached me that evening to inform me that the taxes would be paid tomorrow and that I would have to stay in the village inn. I did my duty and signed into the run-down building. The scarecrow was visible in the distance, facing towards the fields. That night, I awoke during the full moon. A harsh red glow illuminated the room and as i looked out of the window, I could see the Scarecrow staring directly at me. I sensed danger and left immediately. I left by the southwards road, arriving the next day at the village of Gavony in a unsound state of mind. They say I was found at the gate screaming. They also say that Raven's Run was destroyed years ago by a strange plauge. I questioned them further to no avail. I took my horse and rode north back to the village. The buildings were shattered and crumbled. The fields were barren and rotten. Only the Scarecrow remained.