Watching the world arrive
Tilda's story isn't one big adventure. It's a thousand little ones — because she has been on the paths for all of them.
Before the Keeper
Before Roman came to the world, the paths were already here — and so was Tilda. She kept them tidy, remembered every turning, and stored away the shiny things travellers left behind.
She watched them all come
One by one, the great ones arrived, and Tilda saw every arrival from her branch: Lupa first, then Leo, then Nox, then Aquila, then Roman himself — and last of all, Invictus, the war horse.
Every day since
Now the world is busy — weather, gossip, visitors, golden rings drifting overhead. Tilda flies the paths every day, making sure nobody stays lost for long. If you see a flash of blue-green feathers, say hello.






