She hated how seen she felt in a place that hadn’t asked her a single question. The treehouse held its quiet like a knowing, the kind that didn’t pry but also didn’t look away. It made her skin prickle, that …
Category: Adult Fairy Tales
Chapter 2 – The Questions Begin
“The Wood has stirred,” he said, voice low and resonant.
“It does not rouse itself without cause.”
Alex swallowed. “What does it want?”
Hawk tilted his head, studying her with an unsettling gentleness.
“It seeks the truth you have carried …
The Hawk, the Hound and the Sacred Wood
There are places in this world that don’t show up on any map. They don’t have addresses or visiting hours. You can’t search for them. They find you — usually when you’ve stopped looking, when you’re searching for something …