Wren Greyfield
the Duskmeadow Witch
Born of the mist that settles on fields at twilight, and named for the small bird that sings in the gathering dark.
Power
Moon-walking — you step on the gray grass between sunset and full dark, and the earth holds your footprints as omens.
- Familiar
- a stoat named Greymolt
- Coven
- Duskmeadow
You are kneeling in the field, pressing your palm into the cold soil. Moonrise is still an hour off, but the gray light already knows your name. You did not come here by accident. The song in your throat is older than the fence lines.
Where the name comes from
Wren — the small, bold bird of the hedgerows.
Greyfield — Grey + field.