Hedgerow Lurker

THE WILDS

The hedgerows of the Greylimn Marches were planted to mark honest boundaries between neighbors. The rot took the boundaries personally. Now the hedgerow lurkers wait in the overgrown property-lines — briar-snarled things with an old surveyor's patience — and drag travelers into disputes no court survives to settle. Marchfolk still walk the middle of the road, out of habit older than the reason.