Tarie's Travels

Tarie's Travels

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Aug 14, 2025
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Fantasy
In the deep heart of the wild, she has been alone for eighty years... and she prefers it that way. Tarie has outlived every trail, every human tie, and every name the world once called her. Hidden in a hand-built treehouse, cloaked in moss and shadow, she lives by the rhythms of the forest, trading words for the language of wind, pawprints, and the quiet eyes of her animal kin. Read along to discover her journey of losing herself to the shadows, and emerging stronger than ever.
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