The Hidden Hedgerow Chronicles

A misty forest path winding through towering ancient trees with dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy.
A misty forest path winding through towering ancient trees with dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy.

THE HIDDEN HEDGEROW CHRONICLES

When lightning strikes an ancient tree, it doesn't just fall down. It opens.

Deep beneath the hedgerows, seven levels of tunnels hide the Little Folk—and the gateways they protect. Most of the time, things run smoothly.

This is not most of the time.

Henwi the gatekeeper can't remember half the protocols. Cyntheta's obsessed with the colour periwinkle. And when something called a Zlog breaks through, even Hetty—the Mists of Time herself—might not be able to stop it.

The old stories? They're not just stories.

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A misty forest path winding beneath towering, gnarled oaks at dawn.
A misty forest path winding beneath towering, gnarled oaks at dawn.