Disclaimer – I dun own jack crap. M'kay?
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The sun had set. The mist surrounding Macalania Woods slowly evaporated, only to be replaced with sheer darkness. The normally violet outlook of the sky had faded. The only light in the entire woods came from the silver path running across the forest's entirety. This light reflected off of the ponds, spreading itself. The forest was lit with an eerie and luminescent glow.
At one point these woods had been dying, but suddenly they had stopped. Macalania Woods was not getting better, nor was it getting worse. It was almost as if it had been frozen in time.
Through the silence a voice could be heard:
"In my hair lies a circlet of tears,
On my chest lies a necklace of jade,
In my face hides a mask full of fears,
On this platter my wishes were laid."
Other voices joined in:
"Please hear us out, my dear
We will remain in this glade
As long as we are near
Our woods will not fade
The chant ended. The woods were silent yet again.
A dismal voice whispered out, its words echoing throughout the forest:
"If our voices you should hear... Run.
This is our domain, our home, our secret."