The Mire was ruled by Sable, a serpent of darkness and cunning. He had slithered through its gloom for centuries, chasing what he could not possess. It wasn’t love that drove him, but spite. In his mind, whatever was harmonious was only something to destroy.The songs of Green Veil taunted him. He wanted nothing more than to see the forest wither into silence. And so, night after night, he prowled her misted borders in search of a way in...
Yet still she eluded him. No matter how he slithered or snapped, her Shroud of Illusions held firm, and only emptiness remained before him.
That is, until one fateful eve.
the frogs of green veil
by Micha C. Alleyne
snake illustration by Kayleen Berry
For PAPAIŸO's new world
OF CARIBBEAN ENCHANTMENT
Arriving this fall
#ÇARDAM
