Ashwood is a village once brushed by the mystical—a shop that sold memory, a funeral for someone who never lived, a fog that swallowed the town for twelve days. But as the seasons turn, the extraordinary dissolves, leaving only the ordinary lives that have always held the town together: Mabel in the doctor's office, the Tribunal where neighbors speak truth, the children who draw worlds into being, and Marigold, who inherits not magic, but meaning. Ashwood is not a story about miracles. It is a story about shedding them—and discovering that the sacred often arrives disguised as the everyday.