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The Ridder wood is a dark place, but the night sky above the canopy is bright with the light of Mother Moon and her Twins. Listen to the howl of the wind. Surely that is not the wind you hear crying, nor is it a wolf. No, something larger moves about this night. Make your bed in the tree tops, dear child, and be ware the wolf.


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I’m the guy behind Rising Phoenix Games, which you can find out more about at I’m crazy about my wife, about role-playing games and being creative.

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