About
Welcome to WraithWood. By André Hofsink. Years of riffs and themes in my head, now finally shaped into this narrative rock opera born from WraithWood’s living, judging forest. Welcome to WraithWood, a forest that thinks, remembers, and decides. Every creature, every sound, every strange figure between the trees has a function in its ancient order. The wolves guard the borders. The Daybirds listen for truth. The Stump-Sleeper carries the worries of all wild things. The Lantern-Strayed wander with borrowed light. And deep in the rootbeds walks the Bone-Collector Stag, bearing the last remains of all that ends. No magic. No prophecy. Just a forest that refuses to let anything be lost or wasted. These songs follow the stories of those who entered, those who vanished, and those who became something else when WraithWood claimed them. Some tracks roar like breaking branches. Others breathe like moss in the cold. Together they form the sound of a living, judging landscape that holds everything the world forgets. Step carefully. In WraithWood, nothing dies alone.