Chapter 221: Meeting the Mother of Thorns

The Briar changed around them as the boat took them deeper and deeper into its shadowed interior.

At some point, the clumps of dull, lifeless moss hanging from trees began to emit a pale, almost sickly green light. Likewise, the petals of flowers turned luminescent, appearing in the fog as clusters of pale pink, lavender, and red light that Jacques assiduously avoided.