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Stone in the shoe

When you were a kid, you lived with your grandmother in the small town of Silvertree, on the edge of a magical forest. Grandma is a witch, and she taught you how to use your magic to affect the natural world, too. “Magic is a part of you,” she always told you. “Learning how to use it means figuring out who you are.” Now you’re 19 and on your own. After years of living in the forest while you perfected your witchcraft, you’ve returned to take care of your grandmother’s house and crow-familiar while she’s gone. Figuring out who you are feels more important than ever - not to mention, figuring out what Silvertree is. A lot is just as you remembered: the friendly generous next-door neighbors with a kid just your age, the proud town council, the quaint little shops with quirky punny names, the gentle shadowy forest full of magic.

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Trying not to draw too much attention to yourself—Marlowe is still just behind you, after all—you peer in a little more closely, just to make sure you're not mistaken. After a few moments, you don't think there's any doubt; those markings could only have been made by the antlers of deer that live deep in the forest. You've seen them before, coming up to eat from the tree and rubbing their antlers on the bark at the same time. Based on that alone, this tree could only have come from one place.

But even apart from that fact, you're pretty sure you've seen this exact tree before. The crisscrossing patterns of the scratches in the bark look almost like arrows, and you're almost certain you've noticed the same patterns before while exploring. Somehow, this tree made it all the way here from the very heart of the forest—something that just doesn't seem possible in a single night.

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