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  Moonlit Dryad Rewards

Deep in the tangled wilds, where only nature and magic calls home, sits a small glen, strangely clear of the snarled bushes and branches of the surrounding forest. Within the center of that glen, grows an old twisted Juniper tree, dotted with vines and moonflowers. It doesn't take one practiced in the mystical arts to recognize that this is no ordinary tree and no ordinary place.

Sure enough, if you were to find yourself resting quietly beside this twisted tree for the evening, you might catch a glimpse of unusual movement in the branches. As the moon casts it's silver light and the moonflowers slowly open their blossoms, a glowing, curious gaze might also open to land on your resting form.

Should you not move, and remain calm, the owner of those golden eyes might even slowly creep quietly closer, close enough for you to glimpse a creature from the oldest tales. Mythology long thought fantasy. A dryad, or tree spirit, maybe even one of the last of her kind.

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You can check out the REWARD INDEX for free to get a sneak peek of what is available!
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Description

  Moonlit Dryad Rewards

Deep in the tangled wilds, where only nature and magic calls home, sits a small glen, strangely clear of the snarled bushes and branches of the surrounding forest. Within the center of that glen, grows an old twisted Juniper tree, dotted with vines and moonflowers. It doesn't take one practiced in the mystical arts to recognize that this is no ordinary tree and no ordinary place.

Sure enough, if you were to find yourself resting quietly beside this twisted tree for the evening, you might catch a glimpse of unusual movement in the branches. As the moon casts it's silver light and the moonflowers slowly open their blossoms, a glowing, curious gaze might also open to land on your resting form.

Should you not move, and remain calm, the owner of those golden eyes might even slowly creep quietly closer, close enough for you to glimpse a creature from the oldest tales. Mythology long thought fantasy. A dryad, or tree spirit, maybe even one of the last of her kind.

If you want to help support my work, streams and the content, plus get tons of perks, please consider joining my patreon fam!
Thank you so much for your support!!!

  patreon.com/chrissabug

catch me every Friday Live on TWITCH twitch.tv/chrissabug

You can check out the REWARD INDEX for free to get a sneak peek of what is available!
www.patreon.com/posts/59270279

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