Tayrealm: The Sisters of Woodvale

The Village ingulfed in flames

Folklore was filled with a sense of power and pride that she had never felt before. She had been searching for a way to make others feel the pain that she had felt all her life, and now, with the magic of the runes, she finally had the means to do it.

She spent weeks mastering her abilities, exploring the depths of the runes and the magic they held within. She learned how to summon powerful bolts of energy from the sky and how to turn her enemies to stone. She was becoming more and more powerful, and she knew that she was ready to go back to the village and show them all just what she was capable of.

When she returned, she was a completely different person. She was no longer the helpless outsider that she had been before; now, she was a force to be reckoned with. She was filled with a desire for revenge, and she would stop at nothing to get it.

At first, the others didn't know what to make of her sudden change. They had always seen Folklore as the quiet, shy one, and now she was a completely different person. But as she demonstrated her new abilities, they started to realize that she was no longer the same person that she had been before.

As she walked through the village, she could feel the power that flowed within her, and she knew that there was nothing that could stop her now, not even Evermore. She was ready to take on the world, and she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted.

Folklore's heart was filled with rage and hate as she wandered through the village, using her newfound magic to destroy everything in her path. The others could only watch in horror as she unleashed her power, hoping that Evermore was in one of the houses, and soon, the entire village was engulfed in flames.

But as she walked through the burning ruins, feeling the heat of the flames on her skin, she realized that something was missing. Evermore was her sister, and even though she had hurt her deeply, she didn't truly want her dead. She had to find her, had to make sure that she was okay.

But as she searched the ruins, Folklore knew that she would never find her sister. The flames were too intense, and she knew that there was no way that she could have survived. With a heavy heart, Folklore turned her back on the burning village and vanished into the night, leaving behind nothing but ashes and tears.

The village was in ruins, and the other witches were left to pick up the pieces. They didn't understand what had happened to Folklore, but they knew that she was a threat to them all. They had to find her, had to stop her before she could hurt anyone else.