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Category Archives: Lore of the Mistwood
Morning Dew
The sun rose over the treetops of the forest and shone its first light through the window of a small cabin deep in the woods. Inside, in bed, Fian stretched under the warm rays and wondered whether he should get … Continue reading
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The Tavern “The Old Paw”
Mornings at the tavern always began with the soft clinking of cast iron and an aroma capable of luring even the deepest sleepers into the common room. Fresh breakfast flatbread was already baking in heavy cast-iron pans atop the stove, … Continue reading
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Homewards Bound
It was already dark, and the moon looked gently down as Fian began his journey home. To his own surprise, he found plenty to see in the twilight as he strolled along the forest path. What a strange evening… For … Continue reading
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A Message from the Post Office
Dear travelers, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but in light of recent revelations, did you actually catch exactly what Germonde said in “When Sun Is Rising”? No? Then I suggest you flip back, read it very … Continue reading
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About Different Points of View
Fian placed the parchment with the recipe next to the bread he had baked and surveyed the result. Yes, it looked roughly like the kind of thing he knew from the tavern. He checked a cupboard for a basket to … Continue reading
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Roasted Beet and Pumpkin Salad
A Reconciliation of Earthly Forces A dish that embodies the stark, profound duality of the misty forest. The blood-red, earthy beet—ripened deep within the cold womb of the earth—meets the sweet, sun-warmed mildness of the pumpkin. Dressed in a sharp, … Continue reading
Rosemary and Cranberry Toasts
A tart morning greeting for those who walk the borderlands A breakfast of wild, forest-fresh elegance. When the morning mist clings stubbornly between the ancient trunks of Mistwood and the silver gaze of the White Guardian slices through the twilight, … Continue reading
Badger’s Sett Skillet Bread
The Rustic Breakfast A rustic flatbread made without yeast, baked in a glowing cast-iron skillet. Badgers are impatient fellows with surly dispositions. They have neither the patience nor the leisure to wait for yeast dough to rise in the warmth. … Continue reading
When sun is rising
It was morning. Fian woke up in his bed, and somehow, it was the first time he had truly slept. He had only a hazy recollection of the previous afternoon’s events—sitting beside her as the world around him slowly darkened … Continue reading
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To all my Travellers …
Hello travellers on the roads all around the mistwood forest … You came so far, and finally, you found this message. I have never expected that someone would read the story up do this moment, therefore I will now give … Continue reading
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