mazemaker

you enter the maze, unsure of what you'll find—each of its twisting, confounding pathways terminated by a story yet to be told. the trunks and boughs which form its walls and its brisk, sunlight-flickering canopy are adorned by an ocean of leaves. and as you've heard, every leaf keeps a secret. 

hi! I'm just a cranky old wizard here to tell you a tale or two. now that you've come this far, I hope you'll cozy up to the fire and have some tea with me.