“This is Fern City,” Maeve muttered while her gaze moved across the surroundings, trying to take everything in at once. The place felt unlike any city she had seen before.It was a strange blend of civilization and living nature. Massive trees rose high into the sky, and at different heights, houses were built directly into their trunks and branches. Wooden bridges and rope ladders connected everything together, forming a network between the treetops. On the ground level, between the roots of those enormous trees, stood sturdier brick buildings and stone structures.Most of the buildings were simple box-like shapes, but that simplicity allowed people from many different races to live there without issue.A man with cat ears ran across one of the wooden bridges. A group of harpies relaxed on thick branches overhead, chatting casually. Humans and other races stood together along the streets, some talking, others drinking as if they had known each other for years.“This is a place where