From beyond through veils sublime
Pass ghostly, o umbral shine
Illuminate in shadow, fade colors, so fallow
Dark dreaming does bidding thine
Is it liberation or conquest? Humane thought or wanton deicide?
A malicious ploy to make the divine starve?
Should you wish to pluck a rose, or to caress it, beware its thorns, its dangerous beauty.
Two young nobles, enmity between their families. Where have we seen this before?
Everyone hungers ... and must be fed. But what if the tastes suddenly change?
Magical forests are never a good place to sleep, especially seeing as much of the population is nocturnal. Firewood taken from the wrong tree can turn against its collectors, and a strangling onslaught of angry twigs and branches can be surprisingly severe and difficult to disentangle yourself from. Fires themselves attract enemies, and not only malevolent predators. Giant moths and gloomwings are tempted by the heat and light, but are often misunderstood.