The sun had mellowed from its morning brilliance, casting a soft amber light over the grove where the next workshop would take place. Tall pine trees ringed the space like silent guardians, their shadows stretching long over the soft, loamy earth. The breeze was gentle and carried the clean scent of bark, wild herbs, and the faint floral notes from a nearby meadow. Wooden benches had been arranged in a large circle, enough for every participant, and the center was marked with a low wooden table ...