Lifeless trees lined the old cobblestone path leading towards the village. Brown leaves carpeted the ground and dry rot was covering most of the trees’ bark. Liz shuddered and felt dismal as she…

Madame Kadra burst into the wooden hot room, a small army of first-aid elves at her heels. Her eyes were wide with shock. Steam thick with the smell of lavender fleeted past her,…

It was an uninspiring day as the Collector looked out from the large, unornamented windows of his study out over the endless plains. Today was like a proper autumn day, with grey skies…