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“It took me quite a long time to figure out a story to tell, but I think I managed to create one for all of you,” Marsh began before giving a dip of his head and reclining against a log by the bonfire. His hands rested in front of him as he looked into the fire before him. “In another time, two kingdoms ruled side by side. To the east was the kingdom of Thistles, a territory filled with brush and brambles. To the west was the kingdom of Lilies, a territory decorated with lakes and flower fields. The two kingdoms were separated by a great mountain, but that did little to prevent the two from constant war. No one knew exactly what started the war as it had raged for centuries, but the other swore up and down that it was treachery. The Thistles claimed the Lilies had murdered their first king while the Lilies claimed the Thistles had actually been the ones to do so to their first queen. Both denied ever committing such terrible acts to the other and thus the two fought and fought trying

There wasn't much to do while in recovery, though thankfully this time was much different than when she'd first come to Haven. She had actual skills at her disposal, and goals beyond simply relearning to walk; and thankfully, one of such goals was easily worked while stationary. She'd gathered several different materials the day prior to work on improving her art techniques. Laurel knew that only a certain caliber would be accepted for the book that would come to cradle all of Serellian within its pages; she wasn't quite there yet. But that wouldn't stop her. There were always ways to improve, and of all things, Laurel at least wanted to help develop this. To leave a lasting pawprint on this project, and one beautiful enough to be worthy of it. Now she pawed her materials closer to herself and examined them all. Leaves, for texture; a clump of fresh moss; her new paintbrushes. She flipped open the paints she used for her everyday work and gazed at them all. Each item was a tool, if