faerie

Lunabelle ventured out of the city carrying only her foraging knife, an empty herb satchel, and enough dried fruit and water to last her a few hours. The sun had set and the full moon shone high in the sky -- the perfect night to forage for Ghost Cap mushrooms in the Wilds. She meandered along...

An inviting tune of fae-folk often led many astray in the woods, but this time it seemed to congregate to the middle of an enchanted wood. A meadow was where the singing had stopped into the most deafening silence to be unheard. In the centre of it was a large mossy glacial erratic upon which a...