For the tenth tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

Hare goes a-leaping It didn’t matter that they’d been dancing the night before, every soul in the Wildwood rose well before dawn, wrapped themselves against the cold and lit lanterns and torches to light their way. Soon a procession was winding through the trees, following the path to the eastern entrance of the Wood. The … More For the tenth tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

For the eighth tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

Dragon has a Visitor Dragon doesn’t often come down to the Wildwood proper, preferring her snug cave system deep in the mountains where her minimal needs are fully catered for and she isn’t likely to be rained on. However needs must when visitors are expected and there is no milk for the tea. And she … More For the eighth tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

For the seventh tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

Wren’s Wintery Wonderings Wren had always found the short days and long nights of winter caused him to be even more introspective than usual. Even the most inconsequential of thoughts could send him into a spiral of questions that, more often than not, he had no answers for.  This year his wonderings had already included: … More For the seventh tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

For the fifth tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

Five Gold Leaves The trees of the Wildwood often talked amongst themselves. From spring to autumn their conversations were, for the most part, civil and focused on the coming and goings of the wood. But in winter, cold from root to topmost branch, they most often argued. About anything and everything they could argue about; … More For the fifth tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

For the first tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …

The Witch’s Cottage gets a Frankentree For years the denizens of the Wildwood had known caution was required when visiting the Witch’s cottage. Not because of the Witch herself. She was their reason for visiting, with her healing salves and potions, her delicious food, and – whilst she didn’t suffer fools – her willingness to … More For the first tale of Flashmas the Wildwood gave to me …