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This 5.5×8.5″ 80-page hardcover enchanted forest journal is durable and ready to receive your deepest desires, fleeting dreams, wildlife sightings, and count how many mushrooms you find. Lost Forest journals feature a motley crew to guide you through the lost forest and help make sense of the chaos of wrinkles in time, seeking secret keys, and making unlikely friends. This one-of-a-kind Toadstool Seer fantasy design makes a perfect enchanted forest gift. All original enchanted forest journal designs by Mandy Wheaton crafted in her studio in Winterport, Maine along the banks of a forest stream nestled under red oak and white pine.
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She strange creature was walking in incredibly slow strides in my direction. She then bowed before me. “My Queen has arrived at last.”
“You must be confused, my name is Charlotte and I’m from a farm just beyond the boundary.” I told the strange woman.
A smile slowly made its way across her face. She reach over her chest with her right arm and scratched at the row of toadstools growing on her left side. She stretched and looked at the sky for a long time. I began to wonder if she’d become stuck that way when she spoke again.
“Charlotte, yes. You are the Young Queen. That is why I am here. My curse is to be joined with this oak until your passing. Here you are. You must see, to set me free.” She took two more long dreamy strides and reached out with her thin fingers. “Please, take my hand child.”
Hesitantly, I reached out and set my hand in hers. The long boney fingers were cool to the touch and damp with the morning dew. They reminded me of a frog’s belly both in color and texture. Her other hand drifted fro her side where she’d been picking at the smaller toadstools adorning her left side, and gently closed over mine. That’s when everything when bright. I will call it white, because there is no other word for the blankness and brightness that overcame me. I saw an older version of myself in the mirror. A much younger woman, no older than a teen, was helping my tie a corset. We chatted, but I couldn’t hear anything. She turned and picked up something in the background—it was a crown of gleaming gemstones inlaid in gold. She placed it upon my head. I said something to her, turned and the vision clouded to nothingness. I will call the nothingness black, for lack of words to describe the odd in-betweens.
A flash of white again—another window into the future. A man in a hooded cape entered a dimly lit room. A woman rose from the bed and embraced him. Her hair was long and blue. They kissed passionately as they hastily undressed. She leaned away from him allowing the light from a candle to illuminate his face—it was Jacob.
This Toadstool Seer hardcover enchanted forest journal is an original design by Mandy Wheaton in her Maine studio.
Learn more about Oracles of the ancient world and researched for the creation of this enchanted forest journal.
