Whispering Groves

We Are Publishing Marigold's Notebook: Her Family Asks You to Read It

Marigold Fenn’s family releases the working notebook she left behind, transcribed in full, in the hope that a reader will recognize a detail and help find her. The entries trace her growing fixation with The Reverie, from her charmed first visit to the harder, more suspicious questions she was preparing to ask on the follow-up she never returned from.

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Trail Advisory: There Is a Manticore on the DellRiven Network and She Just Wants to Be Held

Maren Voss issues a trail advisory for the DellRiven network, where a four-hundred-pound manticore, almost certainly the Wendigo of Grandma Windward’s sanctuary that readers met in the Faded Lands adoption notice, has taken up residence and begun greeting, robbing, and affectionately pinning every hiker she meets. No injuries reported. No packs survived.

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A Door Opens in the Groves: The Reverie Arrives, and There Is Nothing Like It on the Island

Marigold Fenn reports from the ribbon cutting of The Reverie, a new immersive entertainment experience in a restored lodge off the Misthollow fire road that locals are calling unlike anything else in Wexamour. Its proprietor, the warm and famously evasive Madame Solace, will say what it does to you but not how, university students are already making the trip out to try it, and one early patron could only describe the inside as realer than real.

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I Switched My Whole Trail Diet to Honey and I Am Never Going Back

Kael Dunwick makes the case for a honey-based trail diet after two months of running the Ashridge network on little else, breaks down how he fuels a long day in the old growth, and confesses to the breakfast he now chases every morning despite the shortage: a slice of honey cake, fuelled by clover honey from the northern Downs on the trail and the rare Dorran sort only when he can win it.

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The Tuskboars Have Come Out of Ashridge, and I Do Not Think They Wanted To

Kael Dunwick reports that tuskboars have abandoned the deep Ashridge forest for the townline and the slope above Grove Hospital, and argues the boars are only the latest symptom of a forest slipping out of balance, after the spring the redbelly newts failed to make their pilgrimage to Lake Viralora.

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