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Most Forests Grow From Seeds.
Haven Woods Grew From Stories.

The Path is Waiting...

Some stories were forgotten.

Others were never meant to be found.

Every path leads to a story.

What story will YOU find?

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Not Every Story Ends the Way You Remember...

Long before the path through Haven Woods was marked, stories began finding their way here.

 

Some were forgotten.
Some were unfinished.
And some belonged to characters who were running from something they were not yet ready to face.

 

No one remembers exactly when the Woods began to change.

 

Perhaps the stories changed the Woods.
Perhaps the Woods changed the stories.

 

Either way, endings disappeared. Names were forgotten. Pages went missing. And the stories that remained became something altogether different.

 

Welcome to Haven Woods — where fairy tales get a little twisted.

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The Creatures of Haven Woods

Meet the creatures who call the Woods home.

Some wandered into the Woods. Some were forgotten. Others have been here so long that no one remembers where their stories began...

Once, the Ogre belonged to a story of his own.
He knew how stories about creatures like him were supposed to end. Monsters were feared. Heroes came. And eventually, the monster was defeated.

 

So before his story could reach the ending he feared, he ran.

 

Now he wanders Haven Woods searching for an ending he believes was lost—never remembering the truth:

 

He never stayed long enough to find out what it was.

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Grumble once had a very important job: he guarded a bridge.
He roared at travelers, collected bones, and did his very best to be terrifying.

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Then the travelers stopped coming. The path disappeared. Then the river. Eventually, even the bridge was gone.

 

So Grumble went looking for travelers—and somewhere along the way, he found Haven Woods.

 

He may have forgotten his bridge, but he hasn't forgotten his job.

 

Every crossing needs a Troll.

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THE DRAGON

Once, the Dragon guarded something more precious to him than any treasure.

 

An egg.

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He knew a hero was coming.
And he knew how stories about dragons and heroes usually ended.

 

So before the hero could reach him—or the egg—the Dragon ran.

 

He carried it into Haven Woods, never staying long enough to discover why the hero had been coming for it at all.

 

He still guards the egg.

He still doesn't know what it truly is.

Some stories leave pieces of themselves behind.

The Lost Pages

Stories occasionally lose things in Haven Woods.
Pages. Names. Endings.
And sometimes... something more.

Pages have been found scattered throughout the Woods, torn from stories that no longer seem to remember where they belong.

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How many will you find?

Step inside Haven Woods, where stories have twisted, forgotten characters still wander, and not every ending is the way you remember it.

Glimpses of the Woods

Some things are better seen than explained.

Before You Enter...

Heed the Warnings of the Inhabitants

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