Through Ridge and Rivers

Deep within the world, into the Silvanwood Forest there lay a burrow. For here, the creatures found peace for generations gone and generations to come. For all had passed away their cares and worries, and founded joy in the simple things of life. Little had they known they would be encountered by a mouse from Helmswood, and would meet with them upon surprise. For the mouse was small, but the journey was big. For not all journeys are filled with wrath, war, or envy, but are filled with tales...