Dreamcore Mushroom Novels & Stories

The other one smelled kind of sour, it reminded me of one of those exotic fruits that were being sold in Laguna. “I’ll assign you to the soup part,” Mertha said, handing me a ladle. “This is mushroom soup from some of the mushroom that the kids foraged at the forests. This one is from a rare tree pod that can only be obtained deep in the forests between Savanna and the Torrids. It’s sour and tastes amazing. It’s great for a good night’s sleep.” This surprised me, I never knew such a tree exists in the Torrids.

Cara shivered despite the mild weather. “That’s what we’re trying to figure out,” I said quietly, kneeling beside a moss-covered log. “But right now, let’s focus on finding these mushrooms. Theo’s wife needs them, and that’s something concrete we can actually do to help.” “There!” Cara suddenly exclaimed, pointing to a cluster of pale, delicate fungi growing at the base of a nearby oak tree. “Moonflake mushrooms!” I moved closer, examining them carefully. Sure enough, in the dappled shade, they had that characteristic faint blue luminescence.

They didn't speak, but their aura was suffocating, a silent wall of support for their granddaughter. "I... I overstepped," Patrick stammered, sweat beading on his forehead. "I do not know what compensation Your Highness desires." Serena tapped her chin, pretending to muse. "I’ve heard the Pei Pack possesses a **Crimson Spirit Mushroom**, aged over a century. I’d like to taste it." Patrick’s face turned the color of ash. The Crimson Spirit Mushroom was far older than a century. It was an ancient treasure, passed down through generations of the Pei Pack. It grew only on the precipice of active volcanic vents, drinking in the heat of the earth. It was nearly impossible to harvest.

I then noticed that the figure was Hikaru's shadow! The demonic mushroom must be here! I thought as I looked around and found a spot in the garden especially dark. I tracked deeper, towards the pitch-black darkness, and I found glowing blood-red dots. That must be it! The Black Parasol Mushroom, a fungus that takes up the evilest form in the nearest heart. The only way to make it dormant is to expose it to light for a while. I recalled as I transformed into my beast form before grabbing it and running towards the east tower where the lanterns were.

Freya nodded and pointed to the other side of the mountain. "Mom, the doctor we met from the camp said it's poison," said Raven. Dew berry mushroom, it's a poison that when you eat it, it will numb your body for almost a month and you can die if you don't get an antidote, but if you make it into medicine, it's super effective, how? It can be a painkiller and anesthesia. The reason why Freya said the smell was familiar was not because I had a mushroom like this. I just used alternative ingredients but it is failed because it's not potent enough.

We are halfway to Zurie. Hayden sat under a shady tree. The forest between the Dale and the nearest village was a lot less dense. The trees were bathed in light here. The light did not have to trickle through thick canopies to reach the forest floor. The trees were far apart and the shrubbery was more varied and developed as it benefitted from the light and the rain. Cory marvelled at a clump of brightly coloured mushrooms. She noticed Venom was collecting them. He was the only one who had shifted back to his human form, tying a piece of fabric around his waist like a loincloth.

Miranda explained, her graceful voice drawing everyone's attention, “I had a few of these at home, cultivated personally under controlled conditions, so I thought to bring them along for Old Mr. RedField. They'll be beneficial to his health.” Gasps whispered through the crowd again. “Are those…?” Someone murmured. Miranda gave a soft smile and pointed to each with the grace of someone handling treasure, “This is Snowdrop Ganoderma, extremely rare, it is only found on the shadowed cliffs of the northern regions and known to enhance cellular longevity. Here is Azure Nightshade Lotus, which strengthens the immune system and repairs nervous damage when refined properly. And this…” She paused, ge

The Moon Goddess did not appear again since as She said that was Her last, even so, they still have the seed of moonlight that She left them that they will cultivate and pass on to those who will be next in their blood. Several rainy seasons and summers passed; the weeks, months, and years flew fast, the little seed has finally become a fruit and its grace to the Cohens is a unique ability that will be theirs. And as a tribute to their mother who gave them, the sacred moonlight that resides in them, they called it... "Moon Drip".

The ride was quiet, but the tension began to ease as the familiar scenery of Crestwood passed by. After a short drive, they reached a dense forest. Damon parked the truck and led Aqua along a narrow, winding path. The trees grew thicker, the air cooler, and the sounds of the town faded away. Finally, they emerged into a clearing that opened up to a breathtaking view. They stood on a high ridge, and below them lay the entire town of Crestwood, the rooftops and streets stretching out like a miniature model. "Welcome to my special spot," Damon said, a hint of pride in his voice. "I've been coming here since I was a kid. It's a great place to think and just... be."