Fresh stories have surfaced beneath the emerald canopy—come explore.

In this week’s offerings: a mission into a doomed dreamworld, two wandering villains, and a name best left unspoken. Step carefully.



Treasures from the Gnomes’ Foraging.

“One with Nature”

The gnomes paused their foraging when they found this one. “Look,” one whispered, moss in his beard, “a soul that listens to the forest the way we do.”

“Creator of the World”

The gnomes tilted their heads at this one. “She paints like the forest in autumn,” one murmured. “Bold.” Into the basket it went.