Three Nether Coffins

Raised by the village's most powerful shaman, I was marked as cursed from the night I arrived—when phantom flute music echoed until dawn and every peach tree withered by morning. For sixteen years, my grandmother shielded me from the truth. But on my sixteenth birthday, the coffins awaken, and I discover why she brought me home that fateful night. Some destinies are written in blood and bound by the dead.