historical fiction book cover art, period accurate, detailed, authentic, muted colors a worn, wooden bridge spans a mist shrouded riverbed, its rusty railings twisted and gnarled like grasping fingers. peter, a 37 year old woodsman with a rugged jawline and sun weathered skin, stands at the bridge's center, his eyes fixed intently on some unseen terror lurking in the fog. the air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, and the only sound is the soft crunching of gravel beneath peter's boots as he shifts his weight, his hand resting on the hilt of a worn hunting knife at his belt. a faint, flickering glow emanates from the trees surrounding the bridge, casting long, ominous shadows across the water. the autumnal foliage above seems to writhe and twist in agony, like the very forest itself is screaming in terror as peter stands frozen, his expression a mask of quiet dread.