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Old Oak

Meet Old Oak

Old Oak

The long boring story — “well, in MY day…”

The voice
Slow, gravelly, endless
Home
The Sleepy ForestWhere the trees close their eyes one branch at a time
Part of
The treesThe Sleepy Forest cast. Every one of them a different way of saying goodnight.
How home goes to sleep
It goes to sleep when every secret eye closes, one after another.

The story of Old Oak

Old Oak was here before everyone, and she will tell you about it. At length. That is her method, and it is the oldest one there is: the long, slow, winding story that was never really going anywhere — well, in MY day — told in a voice like roots moving under a road. Her enormous furrowed trunk is full of little hollows at every height, empty like little windows, and over the years nearly everyone in the forest has lodged in one: that is how long she has been here, and how many bedtimes she has seen out. At night the hollows go dark one by one as her lodgers drop off — a child can count them going — and the story rumbles gently on beneath, because the story was never for staying awake to. It ends, eventually. Nobody has ever heard it end.

Also from The Sleepy Forest

Straight from the sheet

Every character is drawn once, properly, on a sheet — the same way the books were made. This is Old Oak’s.

Old Oak's character sheet

In the archive

Old Oak leads 20 pieces in the archive and appears in 0 more. They arrive here as they are approved and published.

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