The Dance in the Glade

The Dance in the Glade by Kayne Brookes Seek thee out wisp-bound glade mine son,the Daughter bids thee cometo merry dance that has begunamoung strange friends so glum. Proud Seeded Lion with deep bowdoth greet his mistress kind.A burning kiss upon his brow,his rage the … Continue readingThe Dance in the Glade

Lost Honor Knot

Lost Honor Knot by Andrew Borck |@bfriendlygiant For when a Lookouts leader has lost his way. The Venuvium Bush is simple to spot even for the newest Lookout; covered in ropey vines and sharp thorns, they are taught early and reminded often that it’s thorns … Continue readingLost Honor Knot

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Twain O’er Wagon

by Kayne Brookes Twist Raven’s tooth about grey birch ere ye lament the lost. Two figures dashed silently through the darkened woods. Moving with a self-assured grace that bespoke both an intimate familiarity with their surroundings and a singular and burning purpose, an observer might … Continue readingTwain O’er Wagon

Lover’s Bramble

Lover’s Bramble by Andrew Borck | @bfriendlygiant We are ghosts, summoned out of the aether for that which is too much for those on the material plane to handle. We are summoned through knots, which vary based on the need and the person tying them. … Continue readingLover’s Bramble

The Prior

by Sam Hudson | @heroinstitute | hit-comic.com

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Knotted Flower

Knotted Flower by Andrew Borck | @bfriendlygiant   In the middle of the Eyrewood, a rare flower grows. A Lookout needs it, A Daughter protects it, A Thornwatch would only see it as part of a knot.   Deep in the Eyrewood, a flower is … Continue readingKnotted Flower

The Traveling Song

The Traveling Song by Ninjanun | @ninjanun | ninjanunmusic.com   Music by Ninjanun Lyrics by Jerry Holkins

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Set in Stone

Set in Stone by Dylan Hansen   Though the nights seep with fog, And the the limbs dip deep into the bog, The eyes gaze red and see your bones, Turning the flesh into stones,   The sounds of pain get lost in the mire, … Continue readingSet in Stone

My Wood

My Wood by Kristan R. Kelskar Let me tell a story, Of the wood I belong. Not of gold and glory, That is all long gone! No, of home wide ‘n strong, You guessed right it’s Eyrewood, And my story is of no good! Look … Continue readingMy Wood

Deputy

Deputy by Sam Hudson | @heroinstitute | hit-comic.com  

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