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Character Dimensions in inches: 2.25 x 1.5 x 3.75

There are some woods that humans avoid, even as their need for lumber and land increase. Entire sections of pure, virgin forest, as ancient as the earth itself, left untouched to this day. Of course there are well explained reasons for this but the truth of it is a shiny thread of fear that slips around any reasonable rationality.
In a world where magic is denied on a daily basis we still manage to recognize it, avoid it...fear it.
Magic that once moved freely across the earth like shimmering winds, sweeping across the untouched landscapes, when the world belonged to it alone. Once humans made their presence known, dissecting and analyzing everything that piqued their curiosity, including magic, the world changed. Humans became dominant and magic, misunderstood and tired of the scientific meddling, retreated into the wild parts of the world.
Into the acres of rich, dense forests that human eye and technology never penetrated.
Hikers don't walk there, campers avoid those tempting trees with the perfect moss that lay like soft green rugs at their base. Wilderness lovers stare through the branches with equal parts curiosity and trepidation, eventually turning away to find more suitable places to forage for wild berries and nuts.
These woods are more alive than most, magic lurks amongst the trunks, snuggles deep into the soft moss, plays with the forest creatures who live along side it in harmony.
Years of magic saturate those woods, the ground itself changes and so too do the things that grow there. No longer is any life ordinary under the roof of branches where magic has it's playground, all that grows in the shadows has been touched.
The birds whisper in between their cheery songs, the trees often reach out to each for a hug under the pale light of a full moon, branches brushing against each other tenderly, flowers giggle, sun beams dance and wild mushrooms move about this hidden world freely.
For Shani, this has been the only way of life she's known. Just as the humans instinctively fear exploring these places where magic has retreated to, the creatures and lives touched by the magic there fear the outer world. Beings like Shani avoid the edges where glimpses of our reality can be seen, preferring the untouched beauty and tranquility deep in the heart of the woods.
Shani and other fungi like her had so long been under the influence of magic they'd forgotten that mushrooms have not always walked. This part of life is as natural as burying their legs deep under mossy covers at night, as normal as hopping from tree root to root, as every day as kicking and dancing in the center of sunbeams while local squirrels tap a pleasing rhythm on the branches over head.
Shani flourishes in this environment, tall and slim with a jaunty red cap that sparkles from the touch of magic. Sometimes that's all that can be seen of her, a shining red blur, as she dashes by in a mad run for the joy of it. She enjoys all the delights of her life from the grand mushroom races during summer rains to kneeling quietly in the company of sweet smelling blossoms, listening to their secrets whispered softly amongst the petals.
In a place where things denied by humans happen, where creatures that don't exist actually do, there are mushroom folk like Shani.

Lots more photos than just the 5 Etsy allows can be seen on my Artuit site at:

Character Dimensions in inches: 2.25 x 1.5 x 3.75

Mushroom Sculpture Figurine, Shani the Red Capped Fungi