PlayerOliver

When you were a kid, you lived with your grandmother in the small town of Silvertree, on the edge of a magical forest. Grandma is a witch, and she taught you how to use your magic to affect the natural world, too. “Magic is a part of you,” she always told you. “Learning how to use it means figuring out who you are.”

Now you’re 19 and on your own. After years of living in the forest while you perfected your witchcraft, you’ve returned to take care of your grandmother’s house and crow-familiar while she’s gone. Figuring out who you are feels more important than ever - not to mention, figuring out what Silvertree is. A lot is just as you remembered: the friendly generous next-door neighbors with a kid just your age, the proud town council, the quaint little shops with quirky punny names, the gentle shadowy forest full of magic.

Stone in the shoe

Yeah—it'll probably be good for both of you to have a little space. Tensions are high right now, but you're sure that by the time you next see each other, all of this won't seem so huge. Hopefully, after a little time apart, you'll be able to go back to normal—whatever that is—after not too long.


When you get inside at last, you only have to take one look at all the boxes still waiting to be unpacked before you decide that can be a job for another day. Today's been long enough as it is; the last thing you need is more work.


Still, seeing the mess you left behind in the downstairs hall, you decide that you'll at least try and tidy up a bit.


If tidying up means looking at the mess, sighing, and putting stuff back in the boxes it belongs in, that is.


Oh well—maybe you'll be a little more successful in actually unpacking some other time.


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