The Varynwood was no ordinary forest. It breathed with an ancient presence, its towering oaks and silver-veined elms stretching skyward as if whispering secrets to the stars. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming nightshade, and the soft hum of unseen creatures filled the darkness between the trees. Beneath the canopy, time seemed to stretch and bend, shadows moving in ways they should not. The deeper one ventured, the more the forest’s heartbeat became clear—a slow, rhythmic pulse, as though the land itself was alive.
The Moonfire Well stood in the heart of Eldenmere, its stone edges worn smooth by centuries of reverent hands. Carved runes glowed faintly along its rim, pulsing like embers beneath ash. On most nights, the water reflected only the sky above, but on the eve of the Sapphire Moon, it became something else entirely—
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