In the drought-stricken village of Zeyvan, the poppies bloom too red and the earth whispers in forgotten tongues. When the sacred spring runs dry, young shepherd Mehrdad must journey to a ruined fire shrine where something ancient waits beneath the stone—hungry, patient, and listening. But what it wants cannot be fed with blood alone. A tale of quiet defiance, buried memory, and the roots that remember, set in the folk-horror world of Avestara. CREDITS Story by S.P. Razavi Narration by S.P. R...
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In the drought-stricken village of Zeyvan, the poppies bloom too red and the earth whispers in forgotten tongues. When the sacred spring runs dry, young shepherd Mehrdad must journey to a ruined fire shrine where something ancient waits beneath the stone—hungry, patient, and listening. But what it wants cannot be fed with blood alone. A tale of quiet defiance, buried memory, and the roots that remember, set in the folk-horror world of Avestara. CREDITS Story by S.P. Razavi Narration by S.P. R...
In the shadow-haunted hills beyond Zeyvan, the salt wind stirs—and Shirin knows the wound has begun to open again. Haunted by a forgotten scar and an ancient bargain, she descends into the ruin where memory speaks in riddles and salt remembers everything. But to reclaim what was lost, she must pay a price in sorrow—and learn that some wounds are not meant to heal. A folk-horror tale from Avestara, where myth and memory are never truly buried. CREDITS Story by S.P. Razavi Narration by S.P. Raz...
Avestara: Tales of Shadow and Flame
In the drought-stricken village of Zeyvan, the poppies bloom too red and the earth whispers in forgotten tongues. When the sacred spring runs dry, young shepherd Mehrdad must journey to a ruined fire shrine where something ancient waits beneath the stone—hungry, patient, and listening. But what it wants cannot be fed with blood alone. A tale of quiet defiance, buried memory, and the roots that remember, set in the folk-horror world of Avestara. CREDITS Story by S.P. Razavi Narration by S.P. R...
