FantasyLiterature

           The forests of Amorelle had always been something marvelous to behold, cradled in a large valley and surrounded by white-capped mountains.          Alongside the more common oak, maple, and evergreen trees, violet-leaved sugar snappers rose up to eighty feet in the air, towering above the forest. And it was in those trees that the Fleuri made their lives.          The trees grew in monstrous groves, filtering sunlight to shades of purple and illuminating the Fleuri tribes. They lived in simple tree-huts, living their peaceful lives without getting in anyone's way.          But then the humans came, bringing death and slavery