Excerpt from Miist (Book One of The Bone Grit Historeum)

 

Root looked back at the town. Once called Shade Hollow, it had been a fine inland town with character. Travellers had always stayed longer than intended, enjoying the cool relief of its leafy valley and the growing fancies of its shop windows. Now, more than a decade later, after the long weary of war, there was more grime than paint, the valley lay thinned and night strays made the streets howl.

 

Still, it was home. And as Root took her first step into the trees, she hoped she would return to it.