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2024 April 11-23 Travelogue, by Saffron (#124101)
During the
Wickswood's first winter with wolves, a Black Wind met a
Golden Wind and, as often happens with opposing forces, there was a storm between them--and all those unlucky enough to be called their neighbors.
Incensed by the faraway-tales which bloomed from Styrmir's antlers, Kire's flyaway embers mixed with hers--and with those of his sworn enemies, the
witch twins of Tarwater--much complicating matters of inheritance, to say nothing of his alliance with
The White Wind.
To protect his
half-blood children, Kire adopted them to the Tablewood's
sprite, a black-eyed widower whose heart may yet be healed by their raw innocence.
(Tarwater, for better or for worse, looks after its own.)
And when at last the winds changed, The Coming Storm ascended with them to depart--even she one inkblot lost; lost among a hundred thousand others on the great migration over land, and air and sea...
Note: leveled to twenty as a scout, completed the tundra for us while moonlighting as herbalist and mentor! My eternal thanks for her stay and service.