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November 22 - November 25, 2025
I’m alive. And so are my friends.
“Only the Mother Dryad can create new dryads. But she is trapped inside Lavendera Dawnwalker. And if she is killed, the Mother Dryad dies as well, and then there will be no more dryads. Ever.”
it’s the only thing I want! It’s the only thing that will give me freedom.”
“I’ve been forced to do it for six thousand years! I’ve lived for six thousand years with another person inside my head.” Insanity flashes in her eyes like bolts of lightning. “Do you have any idea how fucking crowded that is?”
All of her strangeness suddenly makes perfect sense.
It’s because there is another person inside her head. And not just a person. An immortal dryad who is an entirely different species from her.
“I’m so tired.” “I know, child. But I need you to be strong for a little while longer.”
“We will help you find the Soul of Trees.”
The dryads will go to war.”
For the first time in weeks, hope washes through my soul like warm summer waves.
We might actually win this war now.
all changed when they realized what you can do.”
there is a way to break the spirit of someone who refuses to break.”
And they want him to—” “Change our memories,”
I can’t believe that they managed to play us this thoroughly.
We have been such fools. All this time, we’ve been outmaneuvered. They used us. From the very beginning, they used us.
I am so fucking tired of being outsmarted.

