The Church sends its pristine shepherds to save the flock. It sends Father Wolf to slaughter the wolves.
In the freezing, desolate expanse of the Scottish Highlands, the isolated hamlet of Blackbrae has fallen silent. The MacIver family croft has not just been haunted; it has been biologically digested by an archaic, territorial rot.
When a blood-soaked, desperate missive escapes the suffocating mist, it bypasses the polished marble halls of the Vatican and finds its way down into the lightless catacombs. It finds Father Wolf-the Vatican's Leper. A heavily scarred, brutal executioner of the damned who fights the abyss not with chanted prayers and silver crosses, but with a forensic understanding of desecration, vials of blessed lye, and rusted iron spikes.
Arriving at the edge of the world, Wolf discovers that the entity claiming Blackbrae is no wandering spirit. It is a Duke of Hell, a primordial leviathan of crushing gravity and absolute zero, anchored to an ancient pagan barrow buried directly beneath the MacIver's hearthstone. To banish the terrestrial god, Wolf must lock himself inside the pressurized abattoir, navigate the macabre, fleshy tableaus made of the slaughtered family, and turn his own ruined biology into the ultimate weapon.
Ash and Iron is a grim, bone-chilling descent into atmospheric folk horror, where theology is written in fractured calcium and salvation demands an absolute, agonizing toll.