"Beware the Woods when Darkness falls. Beware the ways of Magick. The summoning of Faerie Thralls bring bane and ill ends tragic." A soul and kingdom sundered; a heritage forgotten. A girl of Sunshine on the cusp of womanhood charged to look after her fragile, young brother. The rules are simple: look after the child, and do not be in the woods when the sun goes down. There are monsters in the woods. Monsters of wind and moonlight. Monsters of mist and shadow. Monsters of time and memory. Monsters of flesh and bone. Expedient reasons to treat the woods with caution... But what are you to do when the monster lurking in the mist and shadows is wearing your own face? (Trigger Warning: Story has dark thematic elements that may be uncomfortable and upsetting to children and those who may be triggered by depictions of war, torture, and psychological suffering.)