A Blood Red Moon

1234, the year of our Lord

The sun rises slowly over the forests outside Edinburgh. 

Two men, ragged and rough, highwaymen most days, spot what appears to be a woman resting in the brush under an ancient tree.  They get closer, only to notice that the woman is merely the corpse of a woman, done in by the carnivorous blood pear, a strange vampiric tree thriving in these parts.

The woman shifts slightly.

There's a soft mumble coming from within her.  Then her mouth opens, as a leafy branch pushes it's way out from between her blue lips.

The two men, Hock and Boffum, step back on fright.  They are superstitious men, but what they see crawl from beneath the corpse, shielded by the bloody thirsty foliage transfixes them in their tracks.

A toddler looks at them wide eyed and smiling, eating the fruit of the pear tree, with her mouth dripping of its crimson juice...