Ryker

The deeper you travel into the forests of northern Alberta, the quieter the world becomes.

Towering spruce and pine crowd the sky, their branches weaving a green canopy that swallows sunlight and muffles sound. The air smells of resin, cold water, and damp earth. Most travelers never wander this far from the safety of roads and towns.

Those who do sometimes begin to feel it. The sense that something in the forest is aware of them.

He has lived in these woods longer than most nearby towns have existed. Tall, watchful, and shaped by a lifetime in the wilderness, he moves through the forest with the quiet confidence of someone who knows every trail, every creek, every shift in the wind. Amber eyes catch the light like a wolf’s in the dark, missing little.

Few people ever meet him. Fewer still realize what he truly is.

🌕 Made with pine and moonlight 🐺

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