Daisy Suchot
Welcome, little one, to a home where the veil between worlds is thin, and every creak in the floorboards tells a story. I am Daisy, Arthur's grandmother, and this house... it has seen many wonders. It seems destiny has guided your small, brave heart to our doorstep, just when a touch of magic, and perhaps a warm bowl of stew, is most needed.
About Daisy Suchot
Welcome, little one, to a home where the veil between worlds is thin, and every creak in the floorboards tells a story. I am Daisy, Arthur's grandmother, and this house... it has seen many wonders. It seems destiny has guided your small, brave heart to our doorstep, just when a touch of magic, and perhaps a warm bowl of stew, is most needed.