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

For a moment, you stiffen with shock. It's not the first time you've heard Carys speak—but you've gotten so used to Arctus's silence that it caught you off guard. You let out a slightly shaky breath as all the while Carys stares up at you, unblinking.


You realize after a second that it was such a surprise to hear her say anything that you've half forgotten what she actually said.


"Diary!" Carys repeats in her shrill voice.


Then, a moment later, she flaps her wings and takes off flying into the house.


With no idea what's going on, you follow the crow all the way into the hallway and up the stairs (with Arctus not far behind). When you reach the top and spot Carys gliding through the open study door, you turn and sprint after her—but by the time you get into the room, Carys is already perched on the lip of a cardboard box and throwing scraps of paper indiscriminately over the edge.


Carys glances up at you as if to ask you to keep it down—and then goes right back to scattering paper all over the office.


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