3 parts Complete MatureDeerwood's shielding heart twists back past memory, its foundations sinking into soil webbed with dreams more seasoned than stars. However no place does its spirit sing more clear than by sparkling pools where endless time periods are caught, reflected - and secrets uncovered to the individuals who wait by silvered waters stilled since well before any word was loosed upon the breeze.
It was to these dreamscapes that Salma came, attracted by a need to be aware if this spot's gifts would endure the social occasion shadow taking steps to diminish its timeless light. Also, it is here, alongside these pools woven of murmurs, dreams and fates escaping, that the way forward first risen up out of fogs of what is yet to be.
For she who tends Deerwood's spirit sees a lot of in tranquil waters reflected keeping in mind the desire of green starting points and leaves yet unfurling. What's more, in those impressions did Salma find both verification of strength supported in this safe-haven since long ages before oak or debris previously tossed branches against the sky, and sign of preliminaries that could test the wood's ability for protecting life through any turning of the seasons.
What she saw was nevertheless one string in the timeless embroidery, at this point alerts to the point of preparing her motivation. For in the event that Dimness had not prevailed with regards to twisting this domain to Winter's well since time and memory stirred inside these nooks, then, at that point, neither would its territory be brooked now - not without fight toe safeguard the shelter that had remained as a rock against which all change breaks its floods, a large number of ages, Waifish has yet to be addressed if one explorer's gifts can match a danger concealed since green was naturally introduced to this spot. In any case, these are puzzles addressed exclusively in leaves yet to fall.
