Tiny Dungeon Core

In a world of Dungeons and High Spirits, when the Archmage Calamvor dies, creating an artificial Dungeon Core, he sets off a series of events that even the godly High Spirits couldn’t have predicted. His creation, stolen from him by the most unlikely of creatures, will go on to save the world. One tiny piece at a time. After all, it is the tiniest Dungeon Core in the world. This will probably take a while.  Come follow the adventures of a Dungeon Core so small it boggles the mind. Its creatures are perhaps not the fiercest, at least at first, or the most challenging opponents to someone as large as a human, but at least they are loyal. That loyalty is tested as dangerous foes come for the Core and the Aether it possesses. The High Spirits have their own agendas for the little Core, and a darkness stirs in the North. Tiny though it is, the Dungeon Core will need every advantage, no matter how small, to protect itself from the machinations of Spirits, Fae, and Fallen. Hey there, Author here. I've been wanting to write a story like this for a while, set on the small side where the tall folk tend not to look. My ideas have been inspired by several authors over the years, from Brian Jacques and his Redwall Series, to more contemporary Dungeon Core novels on Royal Road like Dungeon Without a System, Island Core, and Dragonheart Core. Movies have inspired me as well, with Epic, The Secret World of Arrietty, Stuart Little, and The Secret of NIMH being just a few. I hope you enjoy this story.