Sequoia

The Summoning Lorien, a young druid with eyes the color of moss after rain, knelt before the ancient tree, her fingers grazing the ground where the roots curled and twisted like ancient rivers frozen in time. She had traveled for months across plains scorched by dragonfire,

The Threat of the Blight One fateful year, a shadow fell upon the Endless Forest. From the east came the Blight—a creeping sickness born of greed and despair. It was said that a sorcerer-king, desiring immortality, had torn a fragment from the Threads of Time. This act of hubris