Deep in the heart of the cedar forest, we work quietly under moonlight.

We are cedar spirits — small, nimble, and full of creativity.
We gather fallen branches, crystal whispers, and antlers gifted by deer-friends.
With care and joy, we shape each wand to carry the forest’s magic.

We do not speak of time or names —
only of the forest, the rivers, and the stories that hum beneath the soil.

If you’ve found us, it means the forest remembers you.