September 2018

Almost a year ago, the Donelan family’s estate vineyard Obsidian fell victim to the wildfires engulfing wine country. The scourge swallowed her every last vine and scathed her soil to darkness. It wreaked havoc on Obsidian, but what it didn’t know, or rather what it seemed to forget, was her story. Those destructive flames were the same elemental magic by which Obsidian was brought into this world, except in a far more intense procession. The earth was once home to only the elements, morphing and colliding as they pleased, and Obsidian was their raw, untamed scion. In a tectonic symphony, the earth shattered to shift her plates into armor.