In case anyone else is also interested, I’ve uploaded some of my photos of Liza’s journey. (Photos contain mild spoilers.) The war with Faerie altered the landscape shown here quite a bit, but these are some of the bones that the world of the story is built on.
Forest near Liza’s home. Even when there’s a clear path through them, the trees can never fully be trusted: Because the forest changes from dark to bright to dark again in an instant: I never get tired of taking pictures of the Arch, rising above the trees and the city: