Preface



The main font on the Cover is Manuskript Gotisch from Cybabee Creations and is used as Freeware.

Any similarities between any names, persons, and or institutions in this book are not intended, and if exists is purely coincidental. Wildhafer: Maiden's Trail, all prominent characters, and all content featured in this book are trademarks of Hardwood Comics unless otherwise noted.

Posted 8/18/2020 by the author, Andrew Lupine.

Preface

Welcome to Wildhafer: The Maiden's Trail, a long and difficult road not only for two sisters, but also for their friends and family as they struggle to explore what it means to be female in their harsh and restrictive society. These characters live in a dangerous fantasy world full of violence, magic and monsters.

Along the path they tread will be much  levity, but also gravity and innocence lost.

I hope you enjoy their journey.


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