The Holly King - Hand Embellished Print unicorn not in destruction

not in destruction

And her staff… a reminder that wisdom isn’t found in standing still

With his homeland in rustic Arcadia

but in a language older than time

: to fill with delight

The Holly King - Hand Embellished Print unicorn not in destructionIn the heart of the Forest, beneath the pale silver light of the moon, a fire crackled softly. Five figures, cloaked in forest green robes, knelt around the flame. Their faces, half hidden beneath hoods, gleamed with reverence and a touch of fear. Tonight was no ordinary night, it was the Winter Solstice. The Holly King guarded the wild places, his wrath fell upon those who would harm the forest. Yet his power also brought healing and balance to those