The druids once healed kings, called storms with song, and bound the land to the stars. Now they are scattered to ash, their circles destroyed, their names erased. And among the ruins walks one they thought silenced.

Branded a traitor and left for dead, Thaleia, the Burned Druid, carries fire not just in scar and soul but in memory. Exiled for speaking truths the Crown would rather bury, she retreats into solitude, her magic fading into moss and silence until the mist returns.

The island stirs, a myth reborn, veiled in sea brine, blood, and a language older than gods. As dreams blur with prophecy, Thaleia finds herself haunted by visions of Raithe, the long-lost husband swallowed by legend, and drawn again into the web of Elric, the former ally who betrayed her and wears the same cursed sigil she does.

The Codex, a sentient force of forgotten lore, has chosen again. But to claim its power is to bleed for it, to be rewritten by it. And to walk the trials of the Grove is to face not monsters but memory, merciless, sacred, and sharp as steel.

Thaleia must endure rites etched in bone, relive betrayals that scorched entire bloodlines, and confront a terrible truth that shattered history. Within her burns is the last key to what the island once was and the seed of what it must become.

This is not just a reckoning. This is the return of the land's fury, and the land does not forget.