Prologue

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Elara ran her fingers through her short, curly blonde hair, the golden strands catching the last light of the setting sun. She stood at the edge of the forest, her heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. The ancient trees towered above her, their branches whispering secrets carried by the evening breeze.


For as long as she could remember, the forest had called to her. Its mysteries were woven into the bedtime stories her grandmother told, tales of magic and wonder that always ended with the same warning: "Stay on the path, and never stray too far."


But tonight, something was different. A shimmering light danced just beyond the first row of trees, flickering like a beacon. Elara felt an irresistible pull, as if the forest itself was inviting her in.


Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward. The world around her seemed to hold its breath as she crossed the threshold into the unknown. The air grew cooler, and the sounds of the village faded, replaced by the soft rustle of leaves and the distant call of nocturnal creatures.


Elara's steps were hesitant at first, but with each one, she felt a growing sense of belonging. She reached out to touch the bark of an ancient oak, its surface rough and reassuring under her fingertips. Ahead, the path wound deeper into the forest, illuminated by the soft, golden glow.Suddenly, a faint melody reached her ears, a hauntingly beautiful tune that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere. It was a song of the forest, a song of magic.


Elara knew, deep down, that her life was about to change forever. She took another step forward, and the forest embraced her, wrapping her in its enchantment.The adventure had begun.

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