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Hope y'all like this one!
Legend has it that deep within the Oakwald Forest lies a hidden lake.
Said to be a safe haven for wolves and snow leopards alike, it's the only spot where kingsflame grows in abundance.
The lake itself is a clear, bright blue, with plenty of fish living in it's depths, though gray and gold hued rocks scatter the lake bed.
It's a warm place where the sun is almost always shining, as if the Light-Bringer herself has blessed it.
In the center of the lake floats a single lotus, an impeccable craft of spidersilk.
Emitting from it are rays of ice spearing through the water, crystal within crystal.
Dancing within the flower is magic in every shape and form, from and healing of water to the darkness of death to the whispers of wind.
And in the very center lies a flame of everblaze.
It never gutters, never falters, just burns strong and true.
It's supposed the be the most peaceful spot in all the realms.
And they say if you listen very, very carefully, you can hear the Stygian Suite on the pianoforte in the background, with faint fits of laughter and the sound rustling paper and sharpening knives.
But of course, its just a legend.
