The Piskie City
A city of piskies near the southern border of Nidavellir. This bustling community of tiny faeries is built entirely on an oak tree.
Tiny houses covered the entire tree, some built of twigs and moss, some woven from grasses and hanging from branches. Some were carved into the tree itself with little balconies and miniature gardens of mushrooms, flowering moss, and tiny wildflowers. There were no staircases or ladders, because the piskies didn’t need them.
Tiny faeries, no taller than my hand, flew every which way with wings like butterflies in every color.
From The Books:
Tiny houses covered the entire tree, some built of twigs and moss, some woven from grasses and hanging from branches. Some were carved into the tree itself with little balconies and miniature gardens of mushrooms, flowering moss, and tiny wildflowers. There were no staircases or ladders, because the piskies didn’t need them.
Tiny faeries, no taller than my hand, flew every which way with wings like butterflies in every color.