In my long existence, I have come to realize that it is not the philosopher who asks the wisest questions, nor the hermit, nor the druid, nay, not even the emperor, though such beings are oft surrounded by intelligent advisors who think themselves wise fools, seeking to shape the world that has shaped them. Small surprise that you ask such a thing, innocent young man that you are. Welcome, enjoy, and please let me know what you think of it! So, welcome! Prepare for a tale of nature, magic, and the bonds of friendship that will take us from the Forest of Dean to the furthest wilds. Criticism is, of course, welcome, but I reserve the right to ignore it if necessary. This is fanfiction, and I will ultimately write this story how I wish to write it. Having said that, I will only say this once: if what I'm writing about disagrees with Harry Potter canon, it's either intentional, or I'm replacing the element with something that isn't convoluted. It is also the longest work I have planned hell, I'm not even at Hogwarts yet, and the first book is already longer than The Philosopher's Stone. The story is camp, and far from perfect, but it's also the labor I most love to write about. It says AU on the header, but what this really is, is a top-to-bottom reimagining of the world the Harry Potter series takes place in, mostly in the sense of actually paying heed to the thousands of years of human history that is just not touched on in the books, except in the most vague sense. THIS THREAD WILL CONTAIN THAT STORY, AND ALL SEQUELS AS THEY GET POSTED. Welcome to this, one of my oldest and - in my opinion - best works.ĮDIT: FOR THOSE WONDERING, YES, THIS IS THE SAME STORY ON FF.NET, James Stormcaller and the Walnut Court. My, it's been a while since I posted in the SFW sections, haha.
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