Long ago, the forest of Iravel near to the Black Sea was said to be alive. Not just with animal and trees but with memories. Its trees could hear thoughts, it's roots could taste memories and it's Shadow could swallow the whole years. it was older than a Kingdom and dangerous than a war. Aara didn't fear it until it to her brother   Aara and her younger brother Lian were born in the small border of the village Holewood. Their parents was gatherers Often sending their children to the safer edges of the forest for Herbs and berries, both siblings shared