Secrets of the Berrywood Mowe

Previously

…Mowe’s breath hitched. He looked from Elder Willow to the revitalized bush, then back to the distant, drooping crown of the Great Berry Tree. The fear was still there, a tiny tremor beneath the surface, but it was now overshadowed by a surging tide of hope. He had taken the first step, a step into the unknown, and he had not fallen. He had brought life. And with Elder Willow’s knowing gaze upon him, he felt a flicker of courage ignite, a flicker that promised to grow into a flame. The path ahead was still uncertain, but for the first time, Mowe felt ready to walk it, his secret no longer a burden, but a gift waiting to be shared.